I Am The Luna

A Brother
SEBASTIAN.

Gaultier and I circle one another, both of us ready to kill.

Two predators, two Alphas, and only one can be the victor.

He spares a fleeting glance at Gerard’s fallen body.

‘Why did you let her do that? He was doing all of this for a better world! A better place for us all!’ he snarls, his eyes blazing with rage that burns stronger than the pits of hell.

‘I don’t know what this better world holds aside from pain and death! Look around us, Gaultier! What kind of world are you fucking aiming for?!

‘I shout as he launches himself at me. I knock him back, growling dangerously at him.

‘You know nothing about what is right, Sebastian!’ he shouts back.

If only he could see how blinded he is.

‘Gerard has messed with your mind, but if there’s even an inch of sanity in that brain of yours, think! Is this what you want? Is this the world that you wish to live in?’

‘What would you know about anything?! You have lived a fucking pampered lifestyle! I know the consequences of the actions of those who are damn selfish. The Goddess will rain down her wrath upon us, tell me you do not feel her rage from around us?!” He lunges at me, and I meet him head-on, both of us clashing before we both jump backwards.

you should have, and I don’t plan to try to get you to

than you, I’m giving you a chance to look deep inside of yourself. Do you really believe

his

his left flank. He pushes me off,

with the world at our feet and the Goddess’s blessings, what more can

words

clearly a decision

future, nor freedom. My children form the

to undo the decisions she made when she was angry! The Goddess does not want this, Gaultier! See that!’ I try, but it’s futile. Talking

kill and inflict pain, and neither of us holds back as we give it our

Toussaint’s get more?!’ he shouts with anger, desperation and rage

getting the better of him, but this is Gaultier;

blinded by rage and

isn’t what the

he snarls as he

his. He struggles to gain the upper

to

he says, almost as

truly believes that. 1

I?’ I ask

small humourless smile crosses

why wouldn’t you… the meaning of family and bonds?

a second, a sliver of guilt and pity rushes through me as I stare into his eyes which are devoid of life and all human emotion, save hatred

those words sting, he’s doing it on purpose, playing mind

manipulate Once again, it shows that he

lifestyles… and if the goddess ever gives you a chance again. … I hope you live a life worth

at the finish line…’ he

counter menacingly as I shift back to human form, and not waiting for his reply, I tear through his heart watching as the light fades from his

I did not know him, nor his past… he hated me to the core, but we

up and slowly back away. His life was before him, but he let it all go…

a weight, but sometimes there are things

following her scent through the rubble, bodies, and fire. It’s hard to follow, but I can still

My mate…

shutting me out to the back of my mind.

many have lost their lives in this foolish

Fast.