I Am The Luna

Chapter 77

A Challenge

ZAIA.

“So how old are you, Zaia?” Gerard asks as he sits back, that unnerving smirk on his face getting to me. “I am in my mid-twenties,” I reply cordially.

“A good age. Once you get to my age, you have to take care of yourself a little more,” he chuckles. “It takes a lot longer to recover from tumbles and falls.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Oh? Well, I beg to differ. I think regardless of our age, we all need to take care of ourselves.” I reply. He raises an eyebrow before he nods. “I guess that’s true, we can all be permanently wounded…”

What a strange thing to say….

“So, when did you come to the States?”

I ask. “Not too long ago. “That isn’t very clear, Mr King… Not too long ago could mean a few days, a few weeks or even a few months.” I reply.

He watches me intently before leaning forward, sparing the clock a glance before giving me all his attention. “So… why do I feel like you don’t trust me, Zaia?” Oh? How exactly did he deduce that? Unless, of course, he has something to hide…

“Oh, not at all. I don’t have an opinion of someone I have just met yet. I usually decide an opinion on what I feel depending on one’s actions… and I can’t do that so soon, We have… just met, right? Time will tell, Mr. King.” “I see…”

he looks away. “Unless,

be making a fool of myself, or worse, even offending someone innocent,

his smirk faltering as he watches

you don’t watch the news… yet you knew of me becoming CEO.” I say, sitting back and crossing my legs gracefully. “As a businessman, business… other companies and rival entities

stand in your way.” “Getting rid of?” He throws his head back, roaring with laughter, a sound that grates on my nerves.

“Extreme? For someone who used the words ‘cleansed

offence when insulted and you are incredibly brave

refuse to back down by looking away first. I pull on every emotion in my body, feeling my eyes burn with

what façade might that be?” he asks, almost challengingly. My next sentence might just get me confirmation… This is it. I give it

are here, to see for yourself? Or to attempt to kill me once again. I know

at him with hatred and scorn. There’s a sliver of fear that ripples through me but I refuse to show him that After all, he is possibly the one who tried to murder Val… tried to kill me… and Sebastian. He stands up, towering over me and advances on me as

one another, let’s cut to the chase. You chose the wrong side. You are foolish to think that you will win…because I will make sure you will not succeed.” His poisonous words are barely above a whisper as he

about one thing.” I begin. He runs his fingers through my hair and

world needs to be cleansed of

smirk falters, his eyes filling with rage. “It seems my small threats have not been enough… don’t anger

has been completed, that is the end of it. We have as good as won.” I say sharply. He chuckles, “Oh, it doesn’t work that way, not at all… The thing is, the battle

you mean?” “That’s for me to know,” he whispers tauntingly. “I don’t get it… I understand wanting to hurt

my doing. The boys got a little carried away.” I clench my fists trying to contain my anger.

sick. There’s a glimmer of surprise on his face before

“Indeed.”

ask sharply. “So, you know about him… intriguing. He’s doing well, ready to unleash retribution on the likes of those who don’t deserve to be called werewolves… but you, Zaia, are the perfect she- wolf,” he smirks. “You can still change your mind. Join us.

is your loss. I gave you yet another chance, and you declined it. Since you have made your decision, I am here to give you a warning, Zaia… so listen well. By now you know I don’t

begins to circle me as if I am his prey but I don’t think he realises I am not so weak. “What warning?” I say. Now that we

Sebastian and together we will end

deeply. From the very start, those messages were pushing us apart Why

why do you want us apart? I deserve to know that

you refuse… your little Sia, who is already near the end of her life, might just die

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