I Am The Luna

Chapter 46 A Talk

SEBASTIAN. “Get my car ready. I’m going to head out.” I say through the phone to my driver, pausing when the news playing on the television catches my attention.

‘… outside the Stanton Hotel Building. The mass shooting has left nineteen confirmed dead on the scene with three in critical condition and another injured when she tried to tackle the attacker…”

My heart thuds as I stare at the screen. The Stanton Hotel, Zaia’s there. She was meeting Harrison there. “The following video is from the hotel itself and contains extremely distressing footage…”

The screen switches from the news reporter to a video of a man on a bike smashing straight into a car on purpose.

The scene unfolds. My heart is in my mouth when I see a redheaded woman pulled away as her men surround her. The people are blurred out, but why do I feel it’s her?

Zaia. I’m rooted to my spot as I watch the blurred- out people drop like flies.

Zaia… Her men are killed, and I see her pick something up before she runs . Fuck, get out of there! Is she ok? My hands are shaking as I dial her number, It’s switched off.

Fuck! I don’t have her main number! I’m about to call Jai for it when the news reporter captures my attention.

“The woman now identified as Businesswoman Zaia Toussaint, heir and CEO of the Toussaint Empire and daughter of the business tycoon, Hugh Toussaint, is hailed a hero. When she spotted an unknowing girl crossing the road and saw the shooter turn his attention to her, she ran out and tackled him to the ground. Despite her efforts, he managed to injure her and get away before the police arrived at the scene…”

Is she fucking crazy?

My heart is thumping as I stare at the Television screen. “Police are now on the hunt for the shooter, someone who is deemed a risk to the city and its people… this is Pamela Greenfield…”

I turn, running to the door as I dial Daniel’s number. “Fine out where Zaia Toussaint is currently! According to the news, she was injured today.” I snarl. 1

“Yes, boss!” My phone beeps as an incoming call comes through. Frowning, I cut the call with Daniel and stare at the name that is emblazoned across my screen.

Toussaint Of course, he would have

he calling

I am ready to unleash hell on not only your company but your pack too!” Hugh Toussaint’s snarl rips

cutting the call, for once not caring that he just threatened my pack. I need to get to her. I know where she is now, and I will have to

Was she hurt badly?

outside, I get into the car quickly. “Get to the Edmond Wall Hospital and step on it.” I command as I sit back and scan the news articles on my phone, it’s

up. I reach the hospital fast enough and make my way inside. Two of

and from his pack and he’s watching me keenly, knowing exactly who I am. “Tell your Alpha,

Black Beast is here.” He mutters. I resist showing my irritation as I wait. After a few moments, he mutters an affirmation before he motions me

to another. “She

down a side corridor until we stop

I look at the hospital bed. Her eyes are shut, and she’s hooked up to a machine as well as a blood bag. She’s wearing a pale

to her side, but I am instantly grabbed by the guards. I let out a menacing snarl, throwing them off me. “Remember who you

coldly. “Let him

the door behind them, and I fix my jacket, my eyes flashing. “You really are a beast… can’t you control the

me, but it does not mean your men nor you can disrespect me!” I

to the very core. He may be her father, but he is as arrogant as Dad and always looks down

you!” he thunders as he crosses the room, “What do you want me to do,

“Who fucking else!” he snarls, shoving something into my chest. I

an intimate position. There’s no way to deny

covering most of her, and you can only see the side of her thigh… the bold writing at

HIM A WARNING AND HE

WILL BE YOUR

THAT

COVERING THE

FROM

OR ELSE.

I thought I did a good job of keeping that visit

I hide what happened from Hugh? There’s no denying the clothes she’s wearing are the same ones she was

pockets. “So, what do you have to say?” he hisses, turning sharply towards me. “Nothing comes to mind? When will you stop playing with my daughter! Is this why she wanted you

can we not argue?” I say quietly, staring at the paper. “This was the reason I divorced her to begin with, because of these notes. I swear I was thinking we could tackle this together. I