I Am The Luna

ZAIA.

I pull on my jacket, glancing at the unmade bed. Sebastian had left early and I’m about to leave for Dad’s pack.

Since I’ve awoken I feel uneasy. I know something isn’t right at Dad’s pack and although I have taken every precaution possible, I still feel on edge. Am I missing something vital?

I rush through a meeting with Mr Harrison. With everything going on, it’s been exhausting but I can’t afford to lose the deal.

I text Dad telling him I’ll be there by noon, although I planned to get there sooner. I’ve also left Sebastian a message telling him I’m leaving since his phone is switched off.

“Alright guys, I’m off,” I say, poking my head through the door of Jai’s room. The kids are playing on the carpet and Valerie is sitting on the bed beside Jai and they were clearly mid- conversation.

Something’s changed between them, I can tell from the way Jai has his leg propped up and Valerie is leaning ever so slightly against it. I hope they have made some amendments. I truly hope so, they both deserve happiness, and I can tell they love one another.

“Take care of yourself, Sebastian going with you?” Jai asks from where he’s leaning against the headboard. I shake my head. “No, I’ll have my guards and some of Atticus’s men,” I say as I enter the room and kneel beside the kids, giving them both a kiss.

This time I didn’t even expect Sebastian to go with me… I guess I need to be more independent, and he doesn’t seem to want to accompany me. I wonder why, but I’m not brave enough to ask him… I just wish I had seen him once before I left.

He doesn’t realise just how much his presence gives me strength, how his simple words of encouragement make me feel like I can take on the world. Jai frowns but says nothing.

“Atticus isn’t either?” Valerie asks.

“No, he needs to handle security around both packs and make sure we are fully equipped. I’m hoping Sebastian managed to get some stuff sorted, although I’m not sure exactly what he’s working on.” I reply.

Hugging the children goodbye, I take my leave. Wondering exactly what Dad wanted to talk about. He sounded…. strange. I am on alert, but what if someone has gotten to him?

I’ll be careful… I have a plan and one I hope gives me the upper hand if this ends up being some kind of trap. I will just need some help. Help from someone I really don’t want to ask for help from, but I have no other option right now.

I now pull up on the corner of our previous home and look in the mirror. I’m wearing a blond wig and have put on several additional layers of clothes. A cap and glasses, just like our housekeeper.

pack. She is now travelling in my place towards this pack, and I

through security with ease. I had called Sebastian twice, but his phone was still switched off… I just wish he at least called

coming, as I couldn’t risk anyone knowing. I plan to go inside and ask Mom to call Dad and from there, we’ll see what is

out, I grab the large bags of groceries and bend over as if the bags weigh a lot; I pretend to struggle as I walk towards the gate. Just how I have seen

no guard at the gate so I key in the pin, trying not to worry. I scan my finger and

about, getting through the gates. The gate clicks open, and I step inside and spot two guards who seem to be on break as they hang

I just unlocked the gate, of course, they won’t suspect me… As long as they don’t check the

make my way to the doors to unlock them with my key, placing the bags down first, with my hand on my hip, just as I have seen our housekeeper do for years. If someone is watching us or has cameras, I

outside, but inside I will be fine. It’s extremely quiet, and I place the bags into the coat closet before I begin searching around the house for Mom.

was wrong. I can’t forgive her for all her lies. Yes,

which means not even the staff is here… I was told I’d be notified if Mom left the house.

head towards her bedroom. I knock on the door

Is she asleep?

I knock again.

glancing towards the stairs, hoping no one showed up like the actual

little louder. The door is locked. She must

door, trying to focus on any sound. My eyes blaze as I hone in on my surroundings. I can hear my

my voice ringing in

I hear a

“Mom?”

right, and my

I focus on the door as I slowly put distance between myself and the door. My back hits the wall opposite

the door and slam my shoulder into it. A surge of orange aura surrounds me, and the door is ripped off

is still loud. I look up and my heart almost stops when I see Mom lying on her bed, but that’s not what gets to

is a mess, her arms and legs are tied behind her back, and she’s gagged, She’s lost a lot of weight and bruises fresh and old cover her body. She’s injured. I can see bloodstains on the bed and

unable to

old make-up streaks cover her face, and I can tell

mouth. She hisses as I try to help her sit and I

my child!” She

look around. She

she calls me. “There’s no time, Zaia, please go,” she whispers, her voice full

you,” I reply firmly, rushing to the bed again. “Who did this?” I ask, my eyes blazing with

are saddened and they fill with tears. “They came… they wanted it… you have to go. Get

I feel guilty. I left her and this is what happened. I shouldn’t have let

killing me. This is the mother who was always ready to do everything

Goddess!

“Zade… Zade he- his left eye, it’s not normal. There’s something more… he… they want the

there’s only silence. Standing up, I strip out of several layers of clothes and ready the gun

trust using my phone not knowing who I can call. Who is close enough to

about him, too. What if they got

does he look

could they

grey eyes, but one- one eye

anyone else that you can tell me about? Who did

tenses. “It was Zade… he did this…” She closes her eyes as another wave

How could he…

where the dust is,” she whispers, suddenly looking at me with sharp

Moon Dust.