I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 45

Chapter 45 A Target

ZAIA. Mom and Dad are both silent. Bringing up a painful part of their past wasn’t my intention, but it was necessary.

“Then, if your decision is made, then what do you want from me?” Dad says quietly. This is the moment, the most important part…

“I need you to arrange the meeting with Sebastian. After all, I don’t wish to talk to him.” I say, surprising both Mom and Dad. But with it, I see them both visibly relax…

As planned. I’m sorry to lie to you both… but I need to keep up the façade, so if the enemy is close, they realise that we are not together…

“I see…” Dad says, far calmer than before. He sighs heavily and nods. “I guess I can arrange that.” “Thank you. Just say if he wishes to see the children, that I have agreed to allow that.” I say, thinking I’ll let Sebastian know, we will have to keep the act up.

Dad nods, patting my shoulder. “I may not like it… but I understand where you are coming from.”

I smile slightly and nod. Once he leaves, Mom looks at me, opening her mouth when I shake my head. “I don’t want to discuss it, Mom. Anyway, I need to go.” I say, picking up my briefcase.

“Zaia…”

“Mom, please.” I plead. Leaning over the table, I peck her cheek before I head to the living room, watching the children play. I walk over to them, picking Sia up. I kiss her cheeks tenderly.

“What are you two playing?” I ask as I brush a few strands of her hair back and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“I told you Mommy this morning I made a rocket,” Zion explains as he picks up his Lego rocket and begins zooming around the room with it.

“Oh, that is amazing!” I compliment watching him run around the room before I pick up the Doll Sia is playing with. “She has the same hair colour as Sia.”

“No.” Sia says with a small, Mine cute “Mine is darker. It’s more like Mommy’s.” mile, “Oh, is it?” I say, tickling her lightly, making het giggle before I place her dow” I “King I know I made the right decision.

I needed Mom and Dad to know because I didn’t want the children to meet him and then tell my children it must be kept a secret. I don’t want to instil that into them that if an adult tells you to keep a secret, you have to.

I want them to be open and not taught to keep secrets from such a young age.

I believe in honesty and speaking the truth…and I’m certain they will not be able to contain their excitement once they have met him. Sebastian was never one to mix with children, so I’m curious to see how he is with his own…

“Mommy, Grandad got us these yesterday,” Sia says, pointing at some new toys.

children you are! I love them.” I say as Zion comes over to show his rocket. I play with them for a few minutes longer

I will call him tonight at the same time as usual before I switch it off again. Hide it

need to attend a private meeting with Mr Harrison to discuss the contract itself.

outside and I get in, thanking the driver as he shuts the door after

stop myself from thinking about last night.

know how I

thoughts, glancing up at the building. He gets out, coming around to open the door for me. “Thank you,” I say

Floor number twelve…

a motorbike roaring loudly as it approaches makes me glance at the road, frowning

above the limit for this area and

dirty my clothes when suddenly the motorbike careens off the road and is now zooming

if he gets hurt, he’ll die. I push him to the side

out and rushes towards me as the biker turns violently and drives straight into the car that we were in moments ago. The crunch of metal fills the sky and I

was in a second car, commands as they form a

“Get her inside!”

“It’s too risky.”

that message to Zaia Toussaint!” The distorted robotic voice from behind the helmet of the biker. I look up sharply, my heart plummeting as I hear the sound of gunshots go off and I’m pushed behind

person who tried to harm Sebastian on the way back from

begun shooting at random. I scream, as one of the men in front of me falls to the ground, dead. I’m dragged back and pushed into a corner as screams fill the air. Copper, I can

One of the guards says. “Stay

about to say something more when the gun goes off and

No…

meant to come to a meeting and

the urge to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of

my heart pounding as

a card, but a photograph. Sebastian

into me. At the bottom of the photograph, in bold black ink, is a message. One that makes my heart

A WARNING AND HE

BE YOUR BLOOD, ZAIA TOUSSAINT AND THAT OF

COVERING THE

FROM

OR ELSE.

at the killer as he shoots manically, his back to me. He’s right before me. I need to stop him. I scan the

can’t tell if he’s

closer. I haven’t used a gun in ages… but I have been trained with one.

someone hiding behind the bench and I’m almost close enough when he suddenly freezes

trigger and he jumps to the side, letting out a menacing growl

I dart for cover behind the smashed car as he lets off a rain of bullets. I’m shaking. The fear of what is happening on this street which is just like any other normal

you didn’t disobey me,” he hisses in that same distorted voice that sends a sinister chill

at the other buildings. There are people in the windows, people hiding… but no one is here to

slams something into the car, making the crunch