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…

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

how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like

sexy smirk of his is growing and I think

my expression, pouting slightly as 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 hang around his neck. A necklace

my hands run down, precariously close to the band of his sweatpants. His muscles tènse and

enjoying that…

flicker of suspicion in them and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the hairs that travel downwards

I cock a brow as I raise my hand level to my face,

rough.” I pout, before I look at him, smirking at the deathly glare

my bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners to find out who is behind all of this and why. Aside from that…

to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and I twist my hair back,

is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your

you have in mind?” he asks icily, his voice

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

the healing powers of the moon. I know it’s possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely there must be some truth in it. I want you to buy me

Rest assured, I will not allow

say quietly as I slip my

need to get back,”

far worse than I thought. The rain is

need my wig, because the amount of rain that is

this continues, the roads will become flooded. “I’m coming with you,” he says suddenly. “We shouldn’t be seen together.” I remind him as I unlatch the window

that,” he replies firmly. I glance over my shoulder as I shoulder my bag, seeing him pulling out a hoodie and a jacket of

you serious?” I

Valerie’s family and decide our next course of action.” He says, pulling the hood up and I have to admit he doesn’t look like himself. He shoves his clothes and briefcase into a gym bag and shoulders

training and seeing him like this, no one

the window and gasp as the rain hits my face. I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after

leave a

pulls the window shut. We’re drenched. This time it’s not only him who is soaking wet,

on,” he says quietly. Taking hold of my wrist, he breaks into a run, and we head back

are going to be soaked through!” I call

wearing is already soaked and so is my natural hair. My pants, my shirt, everything is soaked

Goddess!

quietly. The rest of the ten-minute run to the car passes

mission or whatever you want to call it, but looking at his back now, I know that is going to be hard. He slows as