I Am The Luna

Chapter 75

A Reunion

ZAIA. My heart thuds as the King’s turn to the man, and the first thing I notice is the change in Aran’s attitude. He swallows, glancing at Sebastian, then at Agatha, almost uneasily.

The anger that was displayed on his face seconds ago is gone. “Gerard… you’re here…” Agatha looks stunned as she glances at Aran, who is emotionless and then back at the man. Gerard smirks slightly as he looks between the two.

“I thought I was welcome at any time, but perhaps now is not the right time?” he asks lightly, shoving his hand into his pocket as his sharp eyes flit between Aran and Sebastian and then snap to me. My heart skips a beat and I feel uneasy.

This man looks to be in his forties, which means he’s possibly in his late fifties. But what gets to me the most is that he eerily reminds me of Sebastian in more ways than just those eyes.

Instinctively, I grip onto Sebastian’s jacket, not knowing who he is. He is obviously familiar with the family if he was let in just like that… but in the years I was married to Sebastian, not once have I seen him. Who is he?

“Not at all! You are always welcome, but you could have told us so we could have come to collect you from the airport and had a feast prepared! First them, now you! I need to go tell the cooks to prepare a feast!” Agatha says, going over to him and hugging him tightly.

The man smirks, hugging her back.” No need. I had business to tend to first, anyway.” Aran and the man shake hands before he turns to Sebastian, who doesn’t move from where he’s sitting. “And you are?” Sebastian asks, cocking a brow. The man mirrors his move, cocking his own brow.

me?” Sebastian asks arrogantly. The man looks at Aran, curiosity in his eyes. “Aran’s cousin, a shame you haven’t

Sebastian does know of you,” Aran says,

saunters into the room and takes a seat on

Sebastian asks his father. “I mentioned to you about your

but it was a passing comment. You have your own pack in France. Correct?” Sebastian asks. “That is correct, that is correct,” Gerard

paranoid? His hair is dark, almost as dark as Sebastian’s, but he has a dusting of

beauty?” He asks suddenly, now turning to me. Sebastian growls lowly. The man chuckles. “Oh, don’t worry, you are like a son to me, so that makes this woman my daughter-in-law?

smiling politely as she glances at Aran, who says nothing. “So, you know

that much. After all, us Kings are possessive, but I don’t know her beautiful name.” Gerard smirks. “Zaia,

disapprovingly. “We are not married, Mr King.” I remind him politely, making him clench his jaw. Gerard is watching us casually, but something tells me

now I know where I have seen you before. For a moment I thought we have already met, but I

fact, I’m surprised that’s where you remember me from. I was involved in a mass shooting that happened outside a hotel a short while back. I was almost killed. Everyone remembers me from there. Especially when I took on that pathetic excuse of a

the news, especially when it’s always so dark. The world

he doesn’t watch the news? Everything else

him? Sebastian places his hand on my thigh and I’m pulled from my thoughts. I scan the room to see Agatha has left. Aran is

also glad the argument that was about to go

have guests, Sebastian,” Aran replies, clenching his jaw. “Oh, don’t stop on my behalf, and I wouldn’t consider myself a guest… but as you wish,” Gerard

I look at Sebastian, who is frowning sharply, and I

glancing at Gerard before looking at

back at me, before frowning at the man opposite me and leaves the room. Aran shuts the door after himself, leaving me alone with

SEBASTIAN.

back in his voice the moment. the door

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