I Am The Luna

A week has passed, and I feel… empty.

The moment Atticus mentioned it, there were so many emotions that I was left to deal with.

Anger, betrayal, regret, pain, guilt and sadness.

My emotions became an ocean I was drowning in, struggling to stay afloat… but I let go, allowing the emotions to consume me… until I no longer felt anything.

When your emotions are no longer blinding you, things become clearer. Just as I now paid attention to what Sebastian had said before he left. That he had something to do. If I paid.

enough attention, I would have realised before I overrode security. He had already locked himself out of the pack.

He had warned us too about the rogues, just as Atticus had mentioned. The cryptic remarks, the way he looked at me, the fear that something would happen it was all valid.

And then, our little Sia, I should have realised he’d do anything for her. I just wish he told me so I would understand. Did breaking my heart help him?

But I can’t be selfish. My feelings are not important in comparison to our daughter’s health. I would do anything for her and if he succeeds in getting that cure, I will be forever in his debt.

Sebastian’s and my trust have never been perfect and I realise that we are just not compatible. Our relationship just isn’t at that level where we could not live without one another.

Perhaps I was too stupid, but to Sebastian, this was just a relationship, not his world. I thought this time around I wasn’t so clingy, but I clearly don’t love right.

Where do I lack?

That is a question I’ll always ask myself, but never voice.

For our children, I hope he makes it and that he accomplishes what I have never been able to do. Heal Sia… that thought brings me hope.

Even the moon cannot heal things that are man made. I glance up as a sharp wind blows and observe Dad, who now turns away from Mom’s grave.

Mom’s funeral was held a few days ago and seeing Dad’s state, the way he’s hiding what he’s truly feeling breaks me a little more.

He was cheated on by Mom… but he still loved her, just as Sebastian has hurt me, yet I can’t help but love him. But that doesn’t mean I can’t forgive him, it just means I will never be able to accept him back into my life.

But I can relate to Dad in a way. The pain our mates caused us would always remain, despite the love we feel too.

If we make it out of this alive…

I say gently, holding my

looks at me and once again I’m hit with the painful reminder that he looks

I need you, Dad…

I can’t lose him.

he asks, glancing around the graveyard

I think she’ll be fine… besides, she’s closest to the children here …she

telling him that Mom once told me, she wished to be buried away from The Crystal Shadow Pack. That she refuses to be buried

any longer, but I couldn’t ignore that

“Well, what

but don’t reply. There is still a way that the Sable are listening in on our

something, and I am going to meet him later since

over the phone.

to admit it, but

rest, and head to

yummy strew. I have some work to attend to.” I say, kissing

me as if

smile and

of your mental

doing that?”

I motion for my guards to take him

am getting better, I

her warm up to him a little more, much to

told them about Sebastian, but I also can’t tell anyone

day, and I hope Sebastian is alive- no I know he’s alive. He wouldn’t die so easily, not when he had a mission to accomplish. I hope

the Toussaint business headquarters as I

painful reminder that the world carries on even when things are rough. For those on the outside, no one knows what

the final draft and wants to give us the go-ahead. Yet again another

papers, and he’s ready

that I gave this project to you, Ms Toussaint, and I will

will not disappoint.” I reply gracefully,

this now is what I call the hard part. Bringing the project to

we have all the details finalised, I think this part will be fairly smooth and if there are any blips, then that is my job to handle,” I say as I walk him to the

confidence! Ah, before I forget, the files… Here.” He rummages in his briefcase

didn’t need to

fastens the button of his suit jacket and slips out of the

we all agreed it would be the safest place for a meeting considering all that has happened before, like the

the desk and open the file,

Sebastian’s old proposal for this project. Why

uneasy, I flip

How strange…

there has to be more to it. Did someone put him up

there poison

sniff it but there’s

Is it a warning?

there’s a knock on the

up to see the door open to reveal Atticus standing there, briefcase in hand. “Ah, perfect.” My secretary knew to let

confident, smug expression on his face, I am certain that the

“Afternoon Ms Toussaint.”

reply

you call me that.” He says, sauntering over to my desk as the

at that and people will think we are

a bad thing.”

as I stand up. “Mr Harrsion gave me these and I don’t know what to make of them. It’s Sebastian’s

to give it to