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.

that had made her

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

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

the view. She

“Sorry… I just…”

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

notice her swollen eyes. It’s not just

happened?” I almost growl. I hate her upset. She lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to

sure, I don’t know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you

sink in. Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does it

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

in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is

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 your mother will know the answer to

closes her eyes as she

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

Adam…

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

been mention of another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods, planting her face in her hands before she rubs her

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

She smiles wryly. “Only a fool would make blind promises.” “Wrong, only a man madly

sure we’ll get a reaction… and

behalf. I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has always rubbed

being in on the notes and the threats….

something would happen to Zaia, but what if it was all

would only upset her more. “We’re going to figure

She nods.

should go to your room now.” She says, sitting

of her top. “Or I could help you

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

a brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours, Little

did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the back of her neck

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

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

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

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

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

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