I Am The Luna

Chapter 97

ZAIA.

I know I should have listened to him, but I truly believed I was doing the right thing. I honestly didn’t think things would end up this bad. The festering thoughts aren’t easing up, and I feel mentally exhausted.

“Go with him. Show Atticus his room. I’ll clean this up. “I tell Valerie gently. She’s shaken by it all, and I know she’s going through a lot. I hope she at least realises she does love him.

Everyone deserves a second chance, right?

She nods and I give her a smile, watching Atticus lift him carefully. “You did amazingly. Now go with him.” I whisper to her.

She’s about to say something, but instead, she simply smiles and nods before she helps Atticus with Jai, supporting his head. She’s got blood in her hair and over her clothes, but like me, she has far bigger things to be concerned about.

They leave the room and my smile fades as I slowly drop into one of the chairs, my face falling. No longer able to keep the mask of strength on my face.

Everything went wrong tonight… This was not what I was expecting to happen.

I wanted to make things right between the rogues and us, to prove that they were just like us… But they’re not, and the painful truth is they don’t like us and never wanted to create an alliance of peace.

Then Jai, Jai shouldn’t have gotten hurt He almost died because of me… How many more people’s lives will I be responsible for in the war that I have created?

I’m terrified. Terrified of what I can possibly do… I killed someone with no hesitation and the most chilling part is, I know I’ll do it all over again if I have to. I look down at my blood-covered hands. Look at the blood behind my fingernails…

Who am I becoming?

Do I even recognise myself?

Sebastian hating

tell me it’s going to be ok… or simply just an embrace, glad that I am home, and safe.

in my hands, brushing my hair back as I try to

can’t cry. There’s so much I need to do and to explain to

“Zaia…”

enters the room and I quickly sit up looking away

“Hey…”

something for the pain

need rest and

men are here.” He reassures

escape and stopped those wolves that refused to pledge their allegiance to me. Even the rogues had run, clearly fearing their lives. It’s all

lose?” I ask softly. He looks down, smiling slightly, but it’s something I realise is a reflex to hide his real emotions. “Seven.” He says softly. There’s a sadness in his eyes and although he’s trying to act ok,

so sorry,” I

they have families?

More deaths…

ready.” He kneels before me

I’m damn proud of you. Who would have thought the pregnant woman seeking a home in my pack would become this goddess? You are

brushes my hair back,

stands up and takes his leave. The words are

children to see any signs of this tomorrow, I mop the entire floor. Finally,

clothes and towels, I head upstairs. I pop into the children’s room, they’re both fast asleep and I smile softly, feeling warmth fill my heart and I gently

feel stronger. I fuss with the blankets before I gently check Sia’s

back and I gaze down at her, wishing all her pain and

to make you better. I peck them ever so lightly, not wanting to get this filthy blood on them and then leave the room

if he is… he’s going to be angry. I enter the room, and the first thing that hits me is the smell of smoke. Then I see him standing there. He’s only in a pair of sweatpants and

on his face and I don’t know what to say. I walk to my suitcase and take out some yoga pants and a tank top

fucked up. “He says when I’m about

feeling as if I’ve just been

it in the best way I possibly could. I’m trying.” I reply quietly. I don’t want to

way I mercilessly flung his heart into the woods. I

we do this tomorrow? I’m tired.” I say

just… want to

this now. I gave you a clear warning, Zaia, a fucking warning not to go anywhere with them and you did just that.” He says as he advances on me. Our

I said, I

where you stand in this

stop.” I plead quietly. My heart is

hold me. He looks down at

“Zaia-”

much more in them as he

hitches as I close my eyes, sinking into his embrace. Sparks course through me, but more than that it’s the warmth and power of his embrace that cocoon me in this blanket of safety and

and so is mine as I hold

down my cheeks as he kisses the top of my

don’t cry.” His voice is quiet

without any hesitation.’ I whisper through the bond.

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