I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 31

A Storm

ZAIA. He unbuckles his belt sexily. Slow and teasingly. The thin strip of hair that travels from his belly button down past his belt and into his pants makes me swallow hard. His defined V and his abs are all drool-worthy.

He’s watching me with a hunger that I never thought I’d ever see again… One that makes me light-headed, but he’s playing on my emotions. I am not going to throw away everything I built for one taste of heaven and sin.

I twirl around, turning my back to him as my heart pounds. “You really lack common courtesy, Sebastian,” I scold icily as I stare out through the gaps in the blinds at the violent storm.

The fact that my babies are home alone without me is making me uneasy. I do need to return… if I set off- I gasp when his arm reaches past me, and he parts the blind, peering out.

“It’s bad.” He murmurs. “We might just have to wait it out.” “No,” I say, my gaze dipping down before I can stop myself, but he’s put on the sweatpants.

Thank the Goddess! My cheeks burn at the fact I had a look down. “Disappointed?” he asks in a husky growl. I roll my eyes.

“No, keep dreaming,” I reply before I look into those startling blue eyes, becoming serious. “I can’t wait it out. The children are home and with everything I’ve learned, I’m even more scared for them.”

He frowns and glances at the door. “I understand completely, with the Scotts back, perhaps you might have to use the window to get out…” He says, looking me over. I tilt my head, rather surprised at how fast he has agreed, but I’m grateful. I nod, hesitating as I look down.

“Think I could give you my number, so we can keep in touch? We need to figure this out without any secrets. I’ll get a second phone so we can’t be traced.”

He tilts his head as he crosses his arms, leaning against the wall, as his muscles flex.

“Is that even a question? However, I came prepared,” he says before he moves away from the window and walks to the briefcase that’s on the table and takes out a small simple phone. “My number is in there, and just keep it switched off when not using it,” he finishes, holding it out to me.

I nod, my gaze falling to how dangerously low those sweatpants are sitting. Goddess, does he have to torture me like that? He coughs, a glint of amusement in his eyes, and I frown, snatching the phone haughtily from him.

“This’ll do,” I say. I’m about to move past him to put the phone into my bag, when he grabs hold of my wrist, tugging me close. I glare up at him, but that amusement in his eyes remains.

“If you want to touch or look, feel free to do so,” he says, pulling my hand against his hard abs. Oh, goddess…

feel his firm skin beneath my fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me as he moves my

deny, no matter how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like a god and one that you

his is growing and I

I slowly toss the phone. He passes me onto the bed and steps closer. My heart is going crazy and his scent is driving me nuts, I rake my eyes over him and for a moment I’m distracted by one of the necklaces that

down, precariously close to the band of his sweatpants.

you enjoying

can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab

as I raise my hand level to

think I was a little rough.” I pout, before I look at him, smirking at the deathly glare

shove it into my bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners to find out

vanish overnight, and I am not going to lower my walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and

years and there are things I’ve discovered. I’ll share this with you at another time… however, my first priority is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your pack

you have in mind?” he asks icily,

between us has almost fully disappeared, but in its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond

it’s possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely there

will not allow them to pull the

quietly as I slip

asks. I nod. “Yes, I need to get back,” I say quietly as I push the blinds

I thought. The rain is pouring down

is

“We

I’m not letting you out there like that,” he replies firmly. I glance over my shoulder as I shoulder my bag, seeing

you serious?” I

of action.” He says, pulling the hood up and I have to

like this, no one would recognise

face. I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after leaving a quick hote for

leave

silently and pulls the window shut. We’re drenched. This

into

to be soaked through!” I call

I’m wearing is already soaked and so is my natural hair. My pants, my shirt, everything is soaked and I’m not looking forward to getting

Goddess!

of the ten-minute run to the car passes in silence, and I find myself staring at

this mission or whatever you want to call it, but looking at his back