I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 37

A Symbol

ZAIA. “Zaia, what’s wrong? Do you want me to come down there? Because I swear if you don’t tell me, I will.” Sebastian’s growl makes me blink. “I… it’s my birthmark.” I say quietly, brushing back a few wet strands of my hair.

“What?” “My birthmark. There’s the old book I’ve been going through of old practices like healing, and I just saw the symbol.

“Are you serious? I’ve looked for it all over, and never found anything.” He asks, sounding uncertain.

“Yeah… it’s exactly the same…” I murmur, staring at it. The very same mark that is on the side of my breast, with the upside down V and the symbol…

“What does it say?” he asks, his voice hushed as I drag my eyes away from the symbol and scan the page. Trying to read it, whilst my head spins.

“Blood Born,” I say, reading the title, before I look at the first line of the small text. “The Blood Born symbol graces the ones born of the Celestial Lunar… within their blood is the fire to quench the earth and moon of all life. Beings or monsters, we know not, but fear them, we do.

For it is said that they are the judgement upon the people. By the warning of our Goddess, recite her words; Forget me and I will send my Blood Born, and that is when it is time to end my creation, for they will have forgotten me and I… I will bring an end to their time…and forget them.”

There’s silence as I quietly reread what I just read out loud. Pushing my hair back, I tuck the phone between my chin and ear as I check the next page, hoping for more.

“Bullshit, that can’t be true, that’s just… none of this stuff is real.” “We exist, Sebastian, we’re werewolves. How can you say that this doesn’t mean something? And don’t you think we are forgetting the goddess?”

“Really Zaia, this is modern times. Why should we be praying daily to a god that probably doesn’t exist?”

I close my eyes. “She does exist.” “You don’t know that. Maybe she’s moved on. I don’t think there’s a god or goddess watching down on us,” Sebastian replies quietly.

I know she’s real because WE exist. The paper you have read ‘Beware the ones that wear the mark of discord, mischief, and death.’ This might just

scan the rest of the symbols and drawings. There’s not much I can make out and part of the text is in a

are just some smaller drawings and a language I do not recognise.” “The talented bilingual Zaia Toussaint doesn’t know the language, that’s a first.” He says, but despite his

That’s more than I ever learned with regards to your birthmark, and I’ve been looking. Where

safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.” I reply, staring at the symbol. Even the smallest flick to the symbol in

more then,”

in a casual manner, there’s no harm in it, and see what he says because you are his daughter

else of that, too. I’ll get

let out a scoff of disbelief, remembering that. “You know

winning that deal. My only intention is to be near

a beat as his voice dropped a few octaves and the words slip from my lips before I can stop them. “And what

I shouldn’t. Why does the heart want what it shouldn’t? “The kind

from him, but either he is behaving or he knows exactly what melts my

“Sebastian…”

Ah, there he is, ever the

a scornful laugh, but get an actual laugh out of me, and I will give

for sure,

“Fine. I promise.”

with a spanking session.” He says arrogantly. “Oh please, you wish. You

know how right now, but I figure something out. He deserves to see them… and with Sia being sick; I

the book. I know Sia has not yet attained her wolf, she’s only a child, but maybe

my genes. Regarding the birthmark, don’t worry too much about it. We’ll figure it out.”

no- nonsense Sebastian who will get things done…

you,” I say quietly. “You aren’t alone. I’ll always have your back, even if I’m not by your side.” I’m silent. That ache in my chest

remembering or doing it on purpose,” I say. “Be careful of

you’d say that. You’ve never liked him.” I reply, frowning slightly.

“Of course, but I also have been around him for the last few years and

I’m about to change the subject when suddenly I remember something I want

“Annalise, what happened to her?” I ask quietly. There’s a pause before he sighs. “Nothing. Shortly after you left, I told her it wasn’t working out and

see… I’m surprised she simply remained there if you two broke up.” I ask, trying to sound like I