I Am The Luna

Chapter 105

“Think Zaia… think…” I mutter as I feel under the floorboards once again. I need it, not only to track the Sable but to find Dad. Those I have sent out to search for him have so far found nothing, as I feared.

I refuse to let this put me down. This goal is all that is keeping me going strong. I’m desperate for some kind of victory as I sit there trying to think where it could be.

Mom said… our old home…

Could she possibly mean the house we lived in right after Dad and her split?

I tilt my head before I quickly begin putting the floorboards back. I have to hurry, in case someone finds out I’m here. The dust is no longer coating the planks as it was before I touched them, but there is little I can do.

I just hope no one realises someone’s been here, or that I may have found the Moon Dust; I don’t want them to know that either.

Once everything is put back to the best of my capabilities, I leave the way I entered, through the back. Pausing in the door, I look at the house Mom lived in. She didn’t like Sebastian, yet she came here, to this pack for me.

I feel the same wave of guilt that has refused to leave me since her death, and I close the door after me, not looking back. There are things we cannot change… we must simply learn from them.

I return to my car and decide that there is no point in delaying looking in the other house and so I drive towards Dad’s pack. I call Jai, deciding to tell him I’ll be late, as I have some things to do.

“Zaia, all ok?”

but I will be a little late, I have something I need to do.”

I need to do alone. “I’ll be

take care of

“I will.”

consumes me as I end

Moon Dust? What could they possibly want with it that made him torture Mom for answers? They know where we are… unlike us, who have no idea where they are located. My heart is racing and I’m

a reason they want the Moon Dust, and I need to make sure they never get their hands on it. With that in mind, I press my foot down on the accelerator, speeding up as

never leaves

Why?

to be an answer. I reach Dad’s pack and I lower the window, so the guards

“Of course,” I say. Those are the rules I set.

Gordon, one of the guards, says as he approaches the car and

of the pack for their safety, with security and patrol

to do.” I say, “I wanted to come check

feel worried when your mother refused to leave her room and commanded food to be left outside her door, but she admits she should have

have raised the alarm if they hadn’t even seen her for days.” I say

at the Pack House in about an hour’s time. Bring them all there for questioning, including the guards who

“Yes, Alpha!”

steering wheel tightly. I will

where Mom and I once stayed, realising I didn’t consider the chance that someone would be living

in someone else’s home? A sudden thought comes to me and taking a deep breath, I

his late forties.

“Hello… Mr…”

“Grant, Alpha.”

“Mr Grant…”

upset, although it’s not hard when so many things are pushing me to the edge. One thought of Sebastian’s betrayal or Mom’s death brings tears to

you know, but this is the house that

looks worried. “I’m so sorry. I do

I was wondering if I could have a moment to look around.” I say

come on in Alpha.” He says, quickly stepping aside. I step inside, my eyes going to the under

changed a lot, but even then, the echoes of moments spent in these

Mommy! Look what I found! Zaia! Dinner is ready Oh, my favourite… Zaia, will you be late? Take care of

mind, and I’m not prepared for

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