I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 38

A Mother Making Plans.

SEBASTIAN. She ends the call… I look down at the phone, about to type up a text to her when I pause. She needs some time.

I’ve hurt her and to make things right, I need to show her that and give her the time she needs…

I sit back in my office chair and stare at the ceiling. Her birthmark… I’ve been trying to research. that symbol for so long, maybe I need to search Blood Born and Celestial Lunar…

I will check it on my other laptop.

office, locking the door behind me. The smell of coffee hits my nose before I spot her walking down the hall, holding the

She asks with concern. I

aren’t on the best of terms right now, and she tilts her head. “Out. He’s gone with his friends for

I say. She tilts her head, observing me. “Sebastian, are you alright? You’ve been training extremely hard lately. I heard…” She glances around as if someone might see us. “I heard you have

if it’s something to be ashamed about. “And is that not proper? I’m a werewolf, Mom. I find peace when I embrace that side of me.”

me and I frown slightly. This conversation with Mom is something I wouldn’t have ever questioned, putting it down to her simply being a concerned mother. But now it’s showing me how much we are actually. growing further away from

people think you’re going feral.” She says, pulling me gently into the laundry room and shutting the door.” Because you are

I mutter, trying to hide my irritation. She nods, smiling apologetically. “I’m sorry, dear. I once said the same,

taking the mug from her and leaning against the counter. The smell of fabric softener is strong in the

Dad know that I will not marry Cara. I have children Mom, and I don’t

Toussaint will allow that, let alone

her. Just when he’s older, I’ll make him the official heir to this pack. Look, Mom, if I’m ever going to win some favour in

know how Mom’s mind works, and I’m hoping that if she sees

a sparkle in her eyes as she plays right into my hands, although

I are over, but the kids. mine too, right? So, tell

her head of brown hair, and I can almost see the cogs working. I sip my coffee,