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.

did she learn that had made her feel like this?

I place my hand on the small

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

enjoying the view. She doesn’t

“Sorry… I just…”

“You know you 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

It’s not just from the shower… she’s been crying. Anger flits

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

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

at her, letting her words sink in. Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why

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

in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth

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 that. I’m not saying it’s right, but I think you’re right not to jump to

comfort and she closes her eyes as

far as I know, Dad’s

Adam…

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

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

I’m all yours. Tell me what needs doing and I’ll

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

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

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

her being in on the notes

to back off or something

her, it would only

She nods.

should go to your room now.” She

“Or I could help you relax

flush and her gaze dips to my abs and the front of my pants and I can’t help but feel a little cocky.

in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was thinking about a massage, nothing

meant both. “I’m sure you did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the

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

my lips. The sound of her thumping heart

her, to rip apart all these barriers between

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

my chest making her yelp, but I turn her, so her back is to me, ignoring the agonising pain

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