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.

only one who can now access everything in regards to

no longer trusts anyone and that fucking hurt knowing I’m

that the impact of my actions upon her have hurt her, she’s surviving because she’s a fighter and a

much can one person take? The dark voice inside of

happens to

sure why he’s trusting

out of my reverie and catch it. “And why would he want me to do that?” I

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

anger at his insult towards Zaia that overrides the shock that

have

help to Zaia, is

he isn’t. I don’t see

30 miles south and I had no fucking clue as

free him I will, but there is no way for

have someone who

heard that someone is coming for him. I guess

fucking have anything to prove. He knows I agreed for a reason, and I’ll stick to my

So that’s his reason…

thing to say, since we’re supposed to be on the same

says as he walks

hair, blue eyes, the spitting image of Gerard himself. And I hate to admit it but that would make him

back at him, refusing to look away first. I’m certain he was the shooter who hurt Zaia… even though Gerard admitted to it, I highly doubt that. Same with the person who

I fucking hate you both,” I say, ripping

is mutual,”

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

in his hand as if he’s extremely

they both have to submit to the fact that I am their

turning away. “Let’s hope you don’t feel sorry for

I don’t respond.

to get the antidote and leave… I thought I had it all fucking figured out. Get in, get the antidote, kill them and end this all,

(FLASHBACK)

He’s awakened.

a suit, as if he hadn’t just

son, had snuck into the pack and given him something to keep him in a coma- like state.

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

eyes and he’s staring at me with hatred that

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

rip him apart consumes me, but there is

too. So, if you think you can simply take the antidote and disappear into the night, it won’t happen. I have people, Sebastian, inside that pack, around… everywhere and the moment you plan to

don’t react, waiting for him to continue. Once again,

on the table beside him, and I find myself staring at a hamster in a glass box. “This hamster has

into the glass case and instantly the hamster begins writhing before

her into cardiac arrest, and she will

whose life was ripped from him so fast, realising

you understand what we’re

hundred per cent,” I reply, trying to control the rage that is threatening to explode within

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I have to

something tells me there’s

me uneasy…

of there. If someone is coming for him, then I somehow. need to make sure

Zaia can’t lose him.

confirmed that the one