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.

went after her father… what did she learn that had made her feel

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

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

the view. She doesn’t respond, and

“Sorry… I just…”

sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on the bed, the other on the ground as I reach over, taking

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

I can’t say anything but… according to Dad; Mom cheated on him with his

know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating. She has been heartbroken about Dad having a mistress all her life. How

Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does it not seem as surprising

side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to feel cheated. It hits differently when you’re the

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

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

and she closes her eyes as she nods her head

family ever mentioned him? Because as far

Adam…

know him, but with your dad being every inch

Alpha. She nods, planting

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

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

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

I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has always rubbed me the wrong way

After all, she’s always around Zaia… her being in on the notes and the threats…. there’s a

off or something would happen to Zaia, but what if it was all just part of her master

thoughts with her, it would only upset her more. “We’re going to

She nods.

will… So, you should go to

glancing at the outline of her nipples against the satin fabric of her top. “Or I could help you relax a little? I

the front of my pants and I

on in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was thinking about a massage,

her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the back of her

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

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

rip apart all these barriers

she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop

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

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