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…

gently, holding

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

I need you, Dad…

I can’t lose him.

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

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

him that Mom once told me, she wished to be buried away from The Crystal

what stood any longer, but I couldn’t ignore that order of hers from

“Well,

but don’t reply. There is still a way that the Sable are listening in on our conversations. We have been intercepted twice

and I am going to meet him later since neither of us trusted discussing

over the phone.

it, but I barely

and head

some work to attend

as if

and

need to take care of your mental and physical health.”

doing

to that, and I motion for my guards

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

is her brother made her warm up to him a little more,

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

I know he’s alive. He wouldn’t die so easily, not when he had a mission to accomplish. I hope he’s safe and that we havé not

into my car telling my driver to take me to the Toussaint business headquarters as I need to

sit here, talking politely to Harrison. This act of mine is a painful reminder that the world carries on

with the final draft and wants to give us the go-ahead. Yet again another reminder that I have

have both signed the papers, and he’s ready

to you, Ms Toussaint, and I will look forward to the work

appreciate it. We will not disappoint.” I reply gracefully, as we both

what I call the hard part. Bringing the project to

all the details finalised, I think this part will be fairly smooth and if

your confidence! Ah, before I forget, the files…

need to give me any

have a good day Ms Toussaint!” He fastens the button of his suit jacket and slips out of the room before I can ask him, leaving me with the brown

glance around the empty office. I’m in the Toussaint building, but we all agreed it would be the safest place

door, I walk back to the desk and open the file, scanning

this project.

I flip

How strange…

at the file, thinking there has to be more

poison

sniff it but

Is it a warning?

there’s a knock on

looking up to see the door open to reveal Atticus standing there, briefcase

face, I am certain that the briefcase he is

“Afternoon Ms Toussaint.”

I reply as I

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

at that and people will

not a bad thing.” He winks

“Mr Harrsion gave me these and I don’t know what to make of them. It’s Sebastian’s plan for Mr Harrison’s project. Why would Mr Harrison

told him to give it to you… have you