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.

of Atticus’s pack. She is now travelling in my place towards this pack, and I came alone. I’m sure all eyes will

ease. I had called

Mom doesn’t know I’m 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

am her. Getting 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 her

to worry. I scan my finger and when

gate clicks open, and I step inside and spot two guards who seem to be on break as

of course, they won’t suspect me… As long as they

my pace steady as I slowly 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 can’t let anyone suspect us. Almost

closet before I begin searching around the

that would make me come back, she was wrong. I can’t forgive her for all her lies. Yes, I love

here… I was told I’d be notified if Mom left

she is not anywhere downstairs and head towards her bedroom. I knock

Is she asleep?

I knock again.

the stairs, hoping no one showed up like the actual housekeeper. The guards would be on

little louder. The door is locked. She must be

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

a little louder, my

hear a muffled

“Mom?”

and my

myself and the door. My back

deep breath as I run at the door and slam my shoulder into it. A surge of orange aura surrounds me, and the door is ripped

falls onto the carpeted floor and hope no one heard the thud. Even if there is carpet, it is still loud. I look up and my

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

pounding as I rush to her side, unable to stop

tears in her swollen bruised eyes, old make-up streaks cover her face, and I can tell from the odour she has not bathed in a

She hisses as I try

Leave my child!”

around. She

to the bathroom when she calls me. “There’s no time,

rushing to the bed again. “Who did this?” I ask, my eyes

with tears. “They came… they wanted it… you have to

what, mom?” I ask worriedly, my heart clenching. I feel guilty. I left her and this is what happened. I shouldn’t have let and sadness get

is in is killing me. This is the mother who was always ready

Goddess!

and she closes her eyes. “Zade… Zade he- his

heard something. I place a finger to my lips as I listen, but there’s only silence. Standing up, I strip

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

strange message is now making me worry about him, too. What if they got him,

he is part of the Sable… What does he

could they do

eye changes.” She says, her

me about? Who did this?” I ask

She closes her eyes as another

How could he…

I have to tell you where the dust is,” she whispers, suddenly looking at me with

Moon Dust.