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…

say gently, holding my hand

again I’m hit with the painful reminder that he looks

I need you, Dad…

I can’t lose him.

think burying her here was ideal?” he asks, glancing

some years. I think she’ll be fine… besides, she’s

to be buried away from The Crystal Shadow Pack. That

any longer, but I couldn’t

“Well,

listening in on our conversations. We have been intercepted twice on trips and I’ve grown tired of watching my

all a disappointment. Atticus has found something, and I am going to meet him later since neither of us

over the phone.

to admit it, but I barely trust

head to the

has made a yummy strew. I have some work to attend to.”

treating me as if

and shake my

need to take care of your mental and physical

are you doing

to that, and I

and although I am getting better, I also know it’s not enough time to

Valerie, finding out that Atticus is her brother made her warm up

Sebastian, but I also can’t tell anyone openly in case we’re being watched, even inside our

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

to take me to the Toussaint business headquarters

politely to Harrison. This act of mine is a painful reminder that the world carries on even when things are rough. For those on the outside, no one knows what

give us the go-ahead. Yet again another reminder that I have to

signed the papers,

this project to you, Ms Toussaint,

you, Mr Harrison. I do appreciate it. We will not

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

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

files… Here.” He

didn’t need to give

of his suit jacket and slips out of the room before I can ask him, leaving me with the

all agreed it would be the safest place for a meeting considering

I walk back to the desk

proposal for this project. Why would he give

uneasy, I flip

How strange…

stare down at the file, thinking there has to be more to it. Did someone put him up to this

poison

sniff it but there’s

Is it a warning?

there’s a

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

face, I am

“Afternoon Ms Toussaint.”

reply as I sit

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

and people will think we

bad thing.” He winks at

me these and I don’t know what to make of them. It’s

give it to you… have