I Am The Luna

Chapter 64

SEBASTIAN. I hear her heart rate change and I put the file down, concern flitting through me.

“Zaia?” I get off the bed, ignoring the pain in my body and make my way across the room. I enter the bathroom to see her standing there in a tiny nightdress… She looks damn fine, and it drives me nuts, but I force myself to look up, spotting the imprint in the steamed-up mirror.

My eyes flash, and I look around the mirror. Who put that there? “How did that get there?” She asks quietly.

“It wasn’t me,” I say, trying to calm a her by attempting to lighten the situation. She’s been through a lot and is weighed down by so much. I don’t want this to just get her more worked up. My words do the job, and she tilts her head and gives me a look.

“Of course, it wasn’t you. You have sausage fingers! There’s no way you could have drawn that,” she says, her gown slipping through her fingers. It falls to the floor, and it’s obvious by the fact she doesn’t notice that it’s shaken her.

“Unless, of course, I used something to make it,” I state lightly. “This is no big ‘I deal.” She raises an eyebrow sceptically but nods as she looks back at the mirror. The end is near…

Those words feel ominous…

“Ok sausage fingers, maybe I am overreacting,” she sighs.

“Sausage fingers? Speaking of fingers…. you never seemed to have an issue with them when they’re buried deep inside of you…” I purr as I step up behind her and wrap my arms around her, under her breasts, trapping her arms by her side. “Bastien, stop it,” she says, despite not fighting me at all.

I look back at the mirror, our steamed- up reflection marred by the symbol drawn upon it by someone who has access to this home… but why would they be stupid enough to do that? Or are they playing a game of reverse psychology? So that no one would think they’d do it from within…

I tilt my head, calculatingly. Or they are trying to frame someone else… “Someone’s messing with you,” I say, giving her a slight squeeze.

She closes her eyes. “I know… and I no longer know who or what to believe, Sebastian… I’ve learned things today that have messed with my mind and made me question my support system and everything I’ve ever stood for. The stability of those in whom I trust is failing.” She murmurs heavily.

her father… what did she learn that had made her feel like this? “What happened?”

hand on the small of her back and guide her out

bed and running her fingers through her wet locks. She’s leaning

enjoying the view. She doesn’t respond, and I furrow my brows.

“Sorry… I just…”

can tell me.” I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on the bed, the other

swollen eyes. It’s not just

I hate her upset. She lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to Dad; Mom cheated on him with

wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating.

at her, letting her words sink in. Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why

the truth. I mean, every story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to

up at me, hurt flashing in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth in my words.

Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only

to bring her comfort and she closes her eyes as

so tired, and this Adam, have your ever heard about him, like has your family ever mentioned him? Because as far as I know, Dad’s claim as Alpha has

Adam…

I’m sure Dad would possibly know him, but with your dad being every inch the Alpha he needed to be, I don’t think anyone had an issue with

been mention of another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods,

head. “Oh? I’m all yours. Tell me what needs doing and I’ll get it done.” I promise. “Blindly promising me your help, Mr

blind promises.” “Wrong, only a man madly in love and if that makes me a fool,

mother. It sounds pretty straightforward and I’m sure we’ll get a reaction… and if she’s such a good actress; I wonder what else

blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has always rubbed me the wrong way

around Zaia… her being

she was threatened to back off or something would happen to Zaia,

with her, it would only

She nods.

guess we will… So, you should go to your room now.” She

fabric of her top. “Or I could help you relax a little? I could put these fingers

pants and I can’t help but feel a little cocky. Oh, I have such a pull

going on in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was thinking about a massage, nothing more.” I count making her

did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her

I’m being completely honest…. I mean, if I were to offer to pleasure you

dipping to my lips. The sound of her thumping heart is music to

apart all these barriers between us and

yank her closer when she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing… you

and yank her close. Her head hits my chest making her yelp, but

you at your best too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red locks over

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