I Am The Luna

Chapter 134

SEBASTIAN.

Ever since I spoke to her in the kitchen, she’s been quieter, although she’s smiling, which lights up those gorgeous eyes of hers. I wish I could change the past, change the decisions I made.

Seeing Sia sick was the last straw. The promise that Gerard had the antidote drove me to get it for her, no matter what.

Watching Zaia crouch down gracefully, yet looking so fucking sexy as she talks to Sia makes me wish I could be the reason behind her smiles…

But instead, I’m the reason behind her tears.

The pain that comes with love is often never spoken of. Two people may love one another immensely, but there are still so many hurdles that they have to overcome… but I think I hurt Zaia one time too many…

And that thought agonises me, torments me.

“Time to cut the cake!” Sia exclaims as Zaia passes Dad the knife.

“Everyone gather around,” Valerie says with a small smile that doesn’t reach her eyes which still hold sadness.

Pain.

Sorrow.

Heartbreak.

So much suffering.

will bring us to our knees, steal the air from our lungs, the sort of emotions where every part of you aches, yearns and screams for its end. It’s brutal and blinding in its

reason. I just wish it wasn’t

to make sure no one

Hugh says, snapping me

Hugh as they stand gathered around the table and begin singing. I refuse to join in,

over and take the cake from his hand, but instead of eating it;

to mend the bridges that we

into it. “Thank

make it,” I

already forming, and she looks gorgeous. Although I’m the one who asked for us to talk, I’m not sure what the outcome will be… deep down

I suddenly find myself wanting to rebuild her to who

are playing happily with Dad and the others, and despite the fact it is

don’t want to go to bed?”

is stronger now. So, we stay

to break their routine for a day at least.”

deserve this,” he protests as Sia

we big now,” she

“Ok then,” Zaia says.

up slowly smoothing her dress, her face unreadable as

“Excuse me…” she says.

Daddy. We will look

set.” Valerie compliments

that after all these years, he can somehow beat me.

am actually pretty confident I would win,” Hugh

one solution then, a match? Wouldn’t you agree, children?” Atticus remarks as

luck before we both head to the garden. The wind blows through our hair the moment I open the door, holding it for Zaia

into my nose, like a bout of nicotine or something that I need to satiate my

her arm in front of her. The way her hair is blowing softly distracts me and for a blissful moment I am lost in her and her alone – forgetting the reason we are even out here. All I do is

she turns to me, not wasting a moment to put

title of Alpha before you left… why do I feel you’re thinking of leaving soon?”

me like a monster trying to drag itself out of the pits of hell and grasp on as tight

if she doesn’t accept me… I can’t live with myself knowing I am who chased her

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