I Am The Luna

Chapter 0011

ZAIA.

I wasn’t able to focus on anything properly after that and asked Mrs Watson if it was alright to leave early as I am not feeling too good.

Taking my leave I hurry home, desperate to tell Mom what has happened. Reaching the small two–storey home that we are renting, I unlock the door and step inside, greeted by the dark hallway.

“Mom?” I call out as I close the door quietly behind me and place my handbag down. She isn’t working today, so where is she? “Mom!”

“Zaia?”

I look up the stairs to see Mom standing there with a duster in hand, her hair tied back so as not to get in her face. I hurry up the steps, making them groan under my weight, the old wood has seen a lot of wear.

“Careful Zaia!” Mom exclaims as I reach the top and look at her, my hand still on the

bannister. 7

“Mom, we have an issue,” I say, brushing my hair back and walking past her and into the larger of the two bedrooms.

This one is mine. As Mom said, I will need the space once the babies are here.

It’s pleasant. With the sun shining through the ornate windows, the pattern in the netting casts shadows on the ceiling. The floral patchwork bedding adds a homely

touch to the wooden bed.

down onto it, gripping the sides

New Year’s Eve ball, Mom,” I say,

replaced by shock and then worry. She places

her

there has to be a mistake, Zaia, he would never come here, not

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the window and closing it before she turns to

to be careful.”

trying to keep my voice down. “Mom,

told you I don’t like you hanging out unnecessarily with him. Remember,

old packs, there’s always more than one side of a story and we have to remember it’s Atticus who has given us a home. Besides, I try not to be

her

I knew of the balance that you

but he is still a dangerous man,” Mom warns me, sitting bed and heaving a deep

me to attend the function,

not,” Mom replies worriedly.

on the

and I know I need to avoid Sebastian at all costs. He actually found out about the pregnancy…

face is pale as she stares at me. I’m now pacing the room restlessly. Repeating it all is making me even more

no, Zaia, this is making me uneasy. You need

We need to know more.”