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

in early today?” She asks with concern. I shake my head. “No,

on the best of terms right now, and she tilts her head. “Out. He’s gone

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 been shifting

“And is that not proper? I’m a werewolf, Mom. I find peace when I embrace that side of

putting it down to her simply being a concerned mother. But now it’s showing me how

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

shake my head. “Then you need not worry because I am not going feral. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” I mutter, trying to hide my irritation. She nods, smiling apologetically. “I’m sorry, dear. I once said

mug from her and leaning against the counter. The smell of

marry Cara. I have children Mom,

your father and Hugh Toussaint will allow that, let alone

not going to take her-our son from her. Just when he’s older, I’ll make him the official heir to this pack. Look, Mom, if

I’m hoping that if she sees the children as an incentive, she’ll be

in her eyes as she plays right into my hands, although she’s getting a little off track. She and her match-making habits never

Mom. Zaia and I are over, but the kids. mine too, right? So, tell Dad that you don’t want Cara

see the cogs working. I sip my