I Am The Luna

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.

frown. She went after her father… what did she learn that had made her feel like this? “What

I place my hand on the small of her back

wet locks. She’s leaning forward, giving me an excellent eyeful of her

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

“Sorry… I just…”

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

I now notice her swollen eyes. It’s not just from the shower… she’s been crying.

her upset. She lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but…

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

letting her words sink in. Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does it not seem as surprising to me as

story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to feel cheated. It hits differently when you’re the one being cheated

she knows there is truth in

her, there’s not really place for doubt, but there can be things that influenced her decision or things that made her do what she did. Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only

bring her comfort and she closes

him? Because as far as I know,

Adam…

can do some research. 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

never been mention of another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods, planting her face in

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

respond. She smiles wryly. “Only a fool would make blind promises.” “Wrong, only a man madly in love and if that makes me a fool,

smiles and tells me the plan she has to test her 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 she’s lying about and

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

find out. After all, she’s always around Zaia… her being in on the

know when her son was kidnapped; she said she was threatened to back off or something would happen to Zaia, but what if it was all just part

can’t share those thoughts with her, it would only upset her more. “We’re going to figure this out,” I

She nods.

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

the satin fabric of her top. “Or I could help you relax a little? I could put these fingers to use?” I suggest with a smirk

her cheeks flush and her gaze dips to my abs and the front of my pants and I can’t help

shameless!” 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

she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms.

honest…. I mean, if I were to offer to pleasure you …I would suggest using

to my lips. The sound of her thumping

ravish her, to rip apart all

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

chest making her yelp, but I turn her, so her

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