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?”

to do.” “Zaia, please don’t do this alone. You

some things I need to

take care of

“I will.”

wave of emotions consumes me as I end the call. A sudden thought enters my

made him torture Mom for answers? They know where we are… unlike us, who have no

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 I race

question never leaves

Why?

the guards can see who I am. The entrance to the pack is heavily guarded on my

trunk, Alpha?” “Of course,” I say. Those are the rules I set. I can’t afford any carelessness. They instantly

as he approaches the

have been relocated to the inner parts of

“I wanted to

the housekeeper said she did feel worried when your mother refused to leave her room and commanded food to be left outside

the alarm if they hadn’t even seen her for days.” I say dismissively. “If we don’t get the answers, I’ll question them myself. I want

at the Pack House in about an hour’s time. Bring them

“Yes, Alpha!”

the steering wheel tightly. I will find the answers, one

outside the house where Mom and I once stayed, realising

under-the-stair closet in someone else’s home? A sudden thought comes to me and taking a deep breath, I step out of the

by a man in his late forties.

“Hello… Mr…”

“Grant, Alpha.”

“Mr Grant…”

when so many things are pushing me to the edge. One thought of Sebastian’s betrayal or Mom’s death

for intruding… I don’t know if you know, but this is the house that I grew up in… with my mother.” I say,

and looks worried. “I’m so sorry. I do remember hearing that. I am sorry about your mother. I

if I could have a moment to look around.” I

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

do I send him away? I walk down the hallway. It’s changed a lot, but even then, the echoes of moments spent in

I found! Zaia! Dinner is ready Oh, my favourite… Zaia, will you be late?

my mind, and I’m not prepared for

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