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.

father… what did she learn that had made her feel

my hand on the small of her back and guide

on the bed and running her fingers through her wet locks. She’s leaning forward, giving me an excellent eyeful of her boobs as

her gown. I’m enjoying the view. She doesn’t respond, and I furrow my

“Sorry… I just…”

“You know you can tell me.” I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on

her swollen eyes. It’s not just from the shower… she’s been crying. Anger flits

“I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according

that Mom doesn’t know… I’m not sure, I don’t know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating. She has been heartbroken about Dad having a mistress all her life.

cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial,

story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard

in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth in my words.

there can be things that influenced her decision or things that made her do what she did. Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only your mother will know the answer to that. I’m not saying it’s right, but I think you’re right not to jump to

to bring her comfort and she closes her eyes

him? Because as far

Adam…

I’m sure Dad would possibly know him, but with your dad being every inch the

another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods, planting her face in her hands before she

yours. Tell me what needs doing and I’ll get

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

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

just blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t

always around Zaia… her being in on the notes and the

to back off or something would happen

can’t share those thoughts with her, it would only

She nods.

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

smirk, glancing at the outline of her nipples against the satin fabric of her top. “Or I could help you relax a little? I could put these fingers to use?” I

cheeks flush and her gaze dips to my abs and the front of my pants and I can’t help but feel a little cocky. Oh, I have such a

cock a brow. “What is going on in

have meant both. “I’m sure you did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward,

offer to pleasure you …I would suggest

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

to rip apart all these barriers between us and reassure her that she’ll always have

she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing…

my chest making her yelp, but I turn her, so her back is to me, ignoring

too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red

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