I Am The Luna

Chapter 65

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.

she learn that had

place my hand on the small of her back

fingers through her wet locks.

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

“Sorry… I just…”

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

swollen eyes. It’s not just from

head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to Dad; Mom cheated on him with his brother and

know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating. She

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

Little Fox.” I begin quietly. “I don’t know the truth. I mean, every story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to feel cheated. It hits differently when

her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth in my words. “Are you saying Mom

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,

comfort and she closes her eyes as

has your family ever mentioned him? Because as far as I know, Dad’s claim as Alpha has

Adam…

being every inch the Alpha he needed to be, I don’t think anyone had an issue

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

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

“Wrong, only a man madly

straightforward and I’m sure we’ll get a reaction… and if she’s such a good actress; I

it wasn’t just blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t trust anyone…

being in on

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

her, it would only upset her more. “We’re going to figure this out,” I say

She nods.

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

her top. “Or I could help you relax a little? I

my pants and I can’t help but feel a little cocky. Oh, I

be shameless!” She scolds, smacking my thigh. I cock a brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours,

in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the back of her neck and tug

you …I would suggest using my tongue, not my fingers.” I whisper, looking into

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

kiss her, to ravish her, to rip apart all these barriers between us and reassure

when she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing… you need to rest Sebastian,” she

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

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