I Am The Luna

SEBASTIAN.

Every day that passes is excruciating. From the moment I left her, turning my back on her, I have been unable to sleep knowing that I betrayed her once again.

How does one recover from such pain? I know this time I won’t have another chance because no one deserves more than a second…

I’ve not only broken her trust, but I’ve also shattered it beyond repair.

But despite it all, I know I’ve made the right decision and don’t regret it.

Being on the outside makes me realise that there is more danger around Zaia, and I will find a way to let Valerie know.

There is someone extremely close to us who is watching everything. I myself have seen the footage of secret cameras within the pack seeing Zaia channel her pain into hatred and rage.

It’s chilling to know that there were always cameras all over my pack grounds without my knowledge… someone who has been able to put those cameras everywhere without being caught.

Which makes it obvious there’s a traitor amongst them, one who is in a place of power.

What irks me is there’s a camera inside my safe house. 1

A place that only a select few have entered… but something that means the enemy is close to us. 2

I hate that my mind flits between Jai, Justin and Atticus… I know it’s not Valerie, but I also hate that I am not trusting even my own friend. 5

Without her by my side, it’s hard. Fucking living is hard and trying to focus on what I need to do…

I want to warn them, but who can I truly trust?

Who was the one who put the cameras there?

They are the reason the Sable has always known our location from the very beginning. There are several areas of the pack that are also equipped with voice recorders.

Like earlier, two guards were discussing the latest security regime put in place. Zaia and her team made some smart choices but with the

Sable knowing everything, how is she to get a win if they already know so much? 1

My only relief is I shut myself out of every access to the pack before I left. When Gerard questioned it, I told him Zaia must have pushed me out. They had wanted me to access the CCTV from within the pack, but my biometrics and my passwords were useless.

now access everything in regards to the security of the

no longer trusts anyone and that fucking hurt knowing I’m the reason that she’s no

impact of my actions upon her have hurt her, she’s surviving because she’s

dark voice inside of me that eats at

anything happens to her,

back… not sure why he’s trusting you.” Zade, Zaia’s twin, who I

snapping out of my reverie and catch it. “And why would he want me to do

bastard here who we have held hostage. Hugh Toussaint, that bitch’s

anger at his insult towards Zaia that overrides the shock that

They have

help to Zaia,

he isn’t. I don’t see him as

sent us 30 miles south and

free him I will, but there is no way for me to do so without risking Sia’s

we have someone

heard that someone is coming for him. I guess he wants

knows I agreed for a reason, and I’ll stick to

So that’s his reason…

that isn’t a nice thing to say, since we’re supposed

says as he walks

spitting image of Gerard himself. And I hate to admit it but that would make him my half-brother…

shooter who hurt Zaia… even though Gerard admitted to it, I highly doubt that. Same with the person

hate you both,”

is mutual,” Gaultier says,

something extremely unhinged about Gaultier… Although he’s apparently born and raised in France, he changes his accent so efficiently it’s unnerving. I’m sure he’s the one who was pranking

knife in his hand as

to submit to the fact that I am their

Zade says, turning away. “Let’s

I don’t respond.

it all fucking figured out. Get in, get the antidote, kill them and end this all, but Gerard was

(FLASHBACK)

He’s awakened.

a suit, as if he hadn’t just

state. It irks me how they were getting

Sebastian, meet Gaultier, your younger. brother.” He smirks as me and the bastard

his eyes and he’s staring at me with hatred that

my brother, and you are not my father. I’m here as you wanted, and in return, you give me the

rip him apart consumes me, but there is nothing I

into the night,

to continue. Once again, he’s trying

cloth off a large box that sits on the table beside him, and I find myself staring at a hamster in a glass box. “This hamster has been given the same poison that is plaguing your poor little princess’s body… now if we put the

as Gaultier releases something into the glass case and instantly the hamster begins writhing

send her into cardiac arrest,

was ripped from him so

understand

hundred per cent,” I reply, trying to control the rage that

(END OF FLASHBACK)

until then, I have to do

Hugh, but something tells me there’s more to this ‘test’ than they’re letting on

me uneasy…

coming for him, then I somehow. need to make sure they succeed

Zaia can’t lose him.

confirmed that the one