I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 55

A Strong Woman

I watch her as she sits there; her plunging neckline enticing me but the concern and worry I feel for her outweigh my desires – wanting to take away all her worries. Those men were there to make an example of me, but I turned out far stronger than they anticipated. Idiots.

But I also can’t deny that they managed to do damage. My entire body is in a lot of pain, and I can barely sit up. They wanted me dead, and I’m certain they left me to bleed to death…

I don’t know how I made it, but I’m glad I did. “We will handle this, don’t worry,” I say quietly. She looks down, her heart pumping fast. She’s trying to control her emotions and feelings just like she always used to, but she’s failing.

That’s why she is in here… I remember in the past when she had a lot going on, she would come to me if I was working late. She wouldn’t bother me. She’d simply come and curl up beside me as I worked.

She never demanded attention, never wanted to bother me, but I wish she did… I took advantage of her silence and strength. I never thought to push her and make her tell me, thinking if it was important, she’d tell me herself. Instead, I would simply comfort her, but I lacked in many ways…

I never tried to ease her burden, but I won’t make that mistake again, not anymore… it was our silence and miscommunication that made matters worse.

“You don’t need to hide what you feel from me, Little Fox,” I say quietly, reaching for her. I grit my teeth as pain shoots up my arm and my neck, but I manage to touch her chin, my body screaming in pain that I refuse to succumb to, as I take hold of it gently.

I’m unable to force her to look at me. I can barely keep upright, but she looks up anyway. Her gorgeous amethyst eyes are full of so many emotions and she’s struggling with them.

She grips my wrist providing some relief and cradles my hand to her chest. I try not to focus on the way my knuckles lightly graze her breast. My hand is bandaged too, I had grabbed one of the blades in them…

“Zaia, what is it? Answer me.”

“I’m impressed you’re even able to move.” She says softly. “Come here,” I say, wishing I could pull her closer, but I’m barely managing to stay upright as she so obviously pointed out. “Don’t attempt to divert the conversation, Zaia.”

Her heart skips a beat, and she looks down, sighing softly. “Do I need to command you, or will you obey?”

I ask, cocking a brow. She raises an eyebrow in return, crossing her legs, only to make the dress slip to the side, displaying those sexy legs to me.

“I don’t take orders from anyone, besides, you are looking at the future Alpha of the Crystal Shadow Pack.” She says proudly. “Respect to your fellow Alphas, Alpha Bastien.” I look up at her surprised, Alpha?

“Wow… congratulations…” I say, smirking slightly. She deserves it, she’s worked hard, and that is a title she is worthy of. I’m damn proud of her. “I’m incredibly happy for you.”

Her eyes widen slightly, and she tilts her head. ” Really?”

“Really. Why wouldn’t I be?” I ask, but as the words leave my lips, I realise what it means. It means that the possibility of ‘us’ is dwindling.

She shakes her head. “I don’t know… I just thought… never mind.” She brushes it aside, running her other hand through her hair.

I cock a brow. “That’s a lie. What is it?” I ask sharply. She looks up at me hesitantly, nibbling on her bottom lip, and shrugs. “I don’t know. I was under the impression you wanted me back as your Luna.”

My eyes flash in approval. That’s exactly what I want and, using all the energy I can muster, I lean in closer to her.

“Do you want me to want you as my Luna?” I whisper seductively. “Or do you want me to beg you to come back to me… because if that will work, I’m willing to do so.”

Her heart skips a beat before she rolls her eyes and pushes me firmly back onto the pillows, making me groan slightly. “Careful I’m injured,” I complain and she looks at me, unimpressed despite the blush on her cheeks.

“Don’t act too big for your boots, Mr King. I was just going to remind you that you’re still injured. You should stop flirting until you’re better!”

“Yet you didn’t deny what I said,” I remark cockily, having had enough. I take a deep breath, hook my hand under her knee and yank her unceremoniously closer to me. Oh, fuck that killed!

For a moment my vision darkens, and white spots cloud my vision as I clench my jaw. My head drops back on the pillow as the intensity of the pain numbs my senses.

“Sebastian! You’re hurt! What are you doing?” She gets up, cupping my face, “Bastien? No… please…” she whispers, and I want to force my eyes open. I feel her breasts graze against my face.

Hmm… maybe being injured isn’t so bad… I could take advantage of this…

Smirking smugly, I crack open an eyelid and she sits back, exhaling in relief.

“Thank the goddess!” I place my hand on her thigh, enjoying the feel of the smooth skin of her thighs clamped on both sides of my hand. ” You’re so careless.” She scolds, more concerned about me than my hand on her thigh. She’s so cute…

“Stop smirking like that.” She frowns. “Then let’s get back to the conversation, Zaia. You haven’t told me why you have the Blood Born symbol all over your body.” I say breathlessly. I need to know at least what happened in case I do end up unconscious again.

Just like that her face falls and I can sense her turmoil. “Where do I begin?” she questions quietly.

“At the beginning, doesn’t matter if it makes. sense or not, just let it out,” I say, caressing her thigh with my thumb. “If I don’t get anything, I’ll ask you after.”

She bites her lip as I feel her press her thighs together, and I resist a smirk. Seems like now she’s noticing it…/

“You’re distracting me.” She says pointedly. I smirk arrogantly. “How so?” I ask, feigning confusion.

She frowns, and just as I predict, she doesn’t say. She’s too sweet for her own good, and I plan to use that to my advantage. “So, shall we start?” I ask, cocking a brow.

“For someone who is so badly wounded, you are far too cocky.” She remarks before her expression becomes serious and she takes a deep breath. “Yes… let’s.”

I wait patiently for her to continue, wondering what exactly has happened.

“What I am going to tell you first, just remember, this is what I’ve heard from others, who knows how much of it is the truth, I don’t trust anyone, and it’s been such a long night I can’t even focus.” She frowns. But the trouble I can sense in her voice makes me frown slightly.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Who exactly told her this stuff? I remain quiet allowing her to continue. “The Blood Born form two triquetras. Two sets of three, both who have separate aims to fix things. Each Blood Born stands for one of the points of the Triquetra. The Sublime Triquetra stands for Redemption, Repercussion and Retribution, their aim is to bring our kind back.

to the goddess. Then we have the Sable Triquetra, which stands for Revenge, Rebirth and Retribution and they wish to end our kind…

There are five Blood Born, I am Retribution… which means whichever side I choose, I am the vital point that both side needs as I’ll form a complete Triquetra.”

For a moment, I’m silent as she takes a deep breath. I’m trying to understand. “So I’m assuming that is why they are after you “I muse, feeling uneasy now. She nods, sighing softly. “Atticus is Blood Born and from the Sublime Triquetra, but…”

Atticus? I frown. “Can we trust anything he says?” I ask, cocking a brow. She looks up. “He has the mark of the Blood Born on his ankle.”

“And whats to say he isn’t from the other side?” I ask sharply. I don’t trust that man at all …. “He could simply be tricking you.”

“I know, but so much has happened, Sebastian. I’m trying to think with a clear mind. He could be lying, he could be trying to trick me, I honestly don’t know, but he said what I did.

tonight was wrong, that I am openly challenging them and maybe I am. I’m done hiding from them. I’m tired!” Her walls come down as she lowers her head, placing it in her hands, her elbows resting on. her thighs.

“What else has happened?” There’s something more to it all…

“Where do I begin? Do I start when Mom told me that I have a brother that was taken and she pretended he was dead, that he too had the Blood Born symbol? That she lied to protect me?” She looks up, and there is frustration, anger and sadness in her eyes.

Her words have shocked me too. Who would have thought her mother would keep something so big a secret? But I hate that she had to go through so much without me.

“How do I deal with the fact that maybe I’m the reason that my brother may be brainwashed? That he could possibly be one of the Sable Blood Born? That Annalise showed up and declared to the entire guest list that she’s carrying your child?” Her eyes flash, her heart pounding as she stares at me.

What? Annalise… a flash of irritation fills me and my brows furrow. “I have not been with her, Zaia. Rest assured that there is only one woman I want children with and that is you.”

She opens her mouth, but I place my thumb to her lips, cutting her off. “Seems like my Little Fox has had a lot going on

… I’m sorry I wasn’t here, but I will be more careful going forward. I won’t leave you to handle things alone. I’ve done that far too many times…” I look down at her thighs, which are still clamped around my hand.

“It’s not your fault, not this time nor last time…. I heard you were being drugged with Ashbane. when you divorced me. Why didn’t you tell me, Bastien?” “What difference would it have made? I hurt you. There’s no excuse for that.”

“But it was under the influence of Ashbane.” She says, leaning forward. It takes all my willpower not to look at her breasts, but I hold her gaze cocking a brow.

“Am I right to assume that Ms Toussaint seems to want to forgive me?” I murmur softly. Her lips part, drawing my attention to them before she pouts slightly. “No, it’s not that, but they would have won you some brownie points.

“she mumbles. “Mmm, points… how about a taste of those lips for a reward instead?” I murmur, licking my own lips before I look back into her eyes.

Her heart is pounding, but instead, she rolls her eyes, brushing me off. “In your dreams.” “Yeah, like earlier… I swear I felt as if someone kissed me…”

Her cheeks flush before she tosses her hair. ”

There’s something else I need to tell you.” She says quietly.

“Oh?” “I’ve… I’ve told people we are together. I didn’t know when you’d wake up and I was ready to go to your pack and try to face things head-on. I’m not living on eggshells! I even told your parents that. Sorry.” She looks sheepish, her cheeks a pretty hue of pink.

A slow smirk crosses my lips before I chuckle.” Really? Then I guess we should head home, my dear Luna.” “After this threat is sorted.” She says, but this time, there doesn’t seem to be much weight behind those words.

“Fair enough, but spending time in my presence. as my Luna… I can guarantee you won’t be able to leave when the time comes.” I reply cockily.

“Oh? We’ll see, because I don’t plan to be the perfect Luna, the Zaia Toussaint you once knew is gone. This Zaia… she doesn’t take a no from anyone, and she will do things’exactly how she wants. So, are you prepared, Mr King?”

Prepared? Prepared to have my Luna back home with me? No. Not at all. It feels like I’m dreaming. “No, but I am worried about your safety,” I reply honestly. “I’ll be fine, rest assured. Now get some rest, I should go…”

She stands up, and I grab hold of her wrist without thinking. Her head whips back as she looks down at me, surprised and I find myself saying one single word, but one that has a huge impact. “Stay.