I Am The Luna

ZAIA

I press my foot on the brake as I wait for the security guards to unlock the large gates that leads to the entrance of our home. Once the large gates swing open, I drive through.

“Good evening Madam,” the night security guard says, tipping his hat to me. “Good evening, Aaron,” I reply, sliding my car window up.

I glance up at the house when it comes into view. The upstairs window lights are on and due to the warmth, a few of the windows are open.

The sound of a child’s laughter reaches my ears, and it’s like music. I park up in the driveway and turning the ignition off, I get out and shut the door quietly, wanting to surprise them.

I lock the car doors and make my way up the three steps that lead to the large four-bedroom home. Dad did not hold back. He gave us this when we first arrived.

Not only is it in a private area, but it’s extremely secure on all sides. The property itself has large walls topped with spikes surrounding it.

“Come on, time for bed!” Mom’s voice rings in the air. Oh, he’s being a handful again!

to stop the smile from spreading on my face. I step inside and lock the door behind me. Putting my bag and keys

and hurry up the carpeted stairs, glad I made it home before they fall asleep. The door to their bedroom stands open, there’re toys and towels strewn across the carpeted floor, and I pick them up. I massage the back of

of the two beds that are against one wall with a chest of three drawers standing between the

gasp when my three-year-old son barrels into me, wrapping his arms around my thighs.” Mommy!

at me with bright blue eyes and black hair. A spitting image of his

I move back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok, Mommy!” He runs off, and I slowly stand up as I scan the room for my little

to them and kiss Mom’s forehead softly as

gets up and I sit down as the girl in the bed stirs.

copper-coloured hair,

made it… she spent six months after her birth in hospital until she was deemed strong enough to leave… despite being three years

Alpha bload, but my Tinkerbell doesn’t have much weight and is quite petite

whispers, her eyes fluttering open. Grey eyes stare back at me, and I nod. “Yes, my darling, I’m right here,” I whisper, kissing her forehead. “I’m happy…” she says with a

before I turn

I ask the boy who is gathering up the airplane he has built with Legos.

did she now… that is incredible, you two are incredible and so clever!

room, leaving me with my two dew drops as we all shuggle into the bed, and I

asleep, but I continue the story, letting them drift into a deep sleep. Only then do I slowly lift Zion up and put him into his

I reply, kissing his cheek softly before pulling the

her. I feel

to soften the

her. But we