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?

her, I place my hand on the small of her back

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

she’s forgotten her gown. I’m enjoying the view. She doesn’t respond,

“Sorry… I just…”

I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on the bed, the other

me and I now notice her swollen eyes. It’s not just

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. She has been heartbroken about Dad

denial, but why does it

to me, Little Fox.” I begin quietly. “I don’t know the truth. I mean, every story has more than one side, but it’s

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

Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only your mother will know the

closes her eyes

ever heard about him, like has your family ever mentioned him? Because as far as I

Adam…

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

She nods, planting

“Oh? I’m all yours. Tell me what needs doing and I’ll get it done.” I promise.

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

plan she has to test her mother. It sounds pretty straightforward and I’m sure we’ll get a reaction…

mother, it wasn’t just blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has

being in on the notes and the threats…. there’s a

was threatened to back off or something would

thoughts with her, it would

She nods.

I guess we will… So, you should go

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

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

She scolds, smacking my thigh. I cock a brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was thinking about a massage, nothing

she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning

offer to pleasure you …I would suggest using my tongue, not my fingers.”

my lips. The sound of her thumping heart

apart all these barriers between us

and I’m about to yank her closer when she sighs and gently pushes

Her head hits my chest making her yelp,

there’s a lot we need to do, Zaia, and for that, we need you at your best too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red locks over her shoulder

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