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.

after her father… what did she learn that had made her feel like this? “What happened?” I ask;

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

her head, sitting down on the bed and running her fingers through her wet locks. She’s leaning

enjoying the view. She doesn’t respond, and

“Sorry… I just…”

can tell me.” I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on the bed, the other on the ground

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

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

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

on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does

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

she

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 conclusions until you have

words seem to bring her comfort and she closes

this Adam, have your ever heard about him, like has your family ever mentioned him? Because as far

Adam…

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

another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods,

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

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

pretty straightforward and I’m sure we’ll get a reaction… and if she’s

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

around Zaia… her being in on the notes and

she said she was threatened to back off or something would

with her, it would only

She nods.

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

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

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 massage, nothing more.” I count making

did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms.

I were to offer to pleasure you …I would suggest

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

apart all these barriers between us and reassure

lips are inches apart and I’m about to yank her closer when she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing… you need to

her yelp, but I turn her, so her back is to me, ignoring the agonising

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