I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 48

Chapter 48 A Troubling Thought

ZAIA. My shoulder is aching, and my entire body feels like I have been run over, but seeing him sitting there makes me forget it all. I know I’m not ready to take him back, even if I want him…

I need time. My heart still hurts, but at the same time, I’m terrified, terrified that something could happen to any of us at any time. “Blue eyes…” He says, frowning deeply. “Who has eyes like mine?”

I look at him, frowning slightly. “I don’t know… your eyes are pretty sharp. The kind of eyes you don’t miss…” I muse, slowly leaning back against my pillows.

“That’s a clue, and I’ll work on it.” He says, looking down for a moment, pondering over what I’ve just said before he looks up at me.”

Maybe… maybe it was better if I stayed away from you. You weren’t harmed until I came back into the picture… that was a wrong decision made on my part. I’m sorry.”

I look up at him, thinking of life without him in the picture. I enjoyed his presence… even if it hurts at times…

I was just getting used to him again. Not that I’ll admit that. “No, we need to do this together. I mean, whoever is behind this is adamant about splitting us. Surely there’s a reason for that.” I try to reason.

A slow smirk crosses his lips and I wonder if I’m saying a bit too much because I am delirious or high on medication.

“Or is it you just want me around?” He growls. Why is that low, deep, guttural sound such a turn-on? “You must be dreaming.” I roll my eyes as I suck in a breath, resting back against the pillows. I bite my lip, looking away smoothly.

adjusts the bed positioning, his scent invading my senses. I glance up at him. From this angle, I can see his chiselled jaw and Adam’s

my stomach. flutter. He places his hands on either side of me on the bed and leans closer. I don’t look

the case, Foxie; then I’m probably dreaming from the moment you said you want to be ravished by me,” he whispers. My heart thunders as he leans closer, his nose brushing against my neck,

on my chest, but it’s a mistake because all I

divine…” My core clenches and a part of me wants

head hard. He suddenly moves back, and it takes me a second to realise the door is opening as he stands there so smoothly, as

doctors want you to spend the night, and well, I’m not going to bè

says. Dad frowns. “That’s not necessary. I don’t trust you fully yet.” “I can assure you, I

away and I don’t need to be a rocket

discharged, we will fly home. I know my properties here are safe,

with me and safe, and knowing that they may be at risk is worrying me. “I think you should leave… for now. I don’t want the children to be

a small nod. “Then I’ll watch them, and you should stay with Zaia.” He says

has full security at the hospital.” He says firmly. “They are my children too, and even though I may not have a part in their lives,

make sure Zaia is safe. I can’t be here… I

He says, “Then I’ll take my leave.” He looks at me and I give

anyone coming in this room, including the doctors, should be

he walks to the door and

think you are here, but it’s not safe. I want to see if anyone attempts anything.” Dad says, his eyes glinting dangerously. “They’ve messed with

but I don’t say anything. “I see,” I respond quietly. “You still have

question. His face is unreadable and I look down. “It would be a lie to say I don’t, but he has hurt me and that is not

you to remember that.” “We were fated,” I reply softly. It is the one thing our kind

Don’t hold importance on such meaningless things, Zaia. I still hold to my words, Atticus is

for a reply; he frowns and walks to the door. “Someone will come get you soon.” He

the ceiling, unable to stop myself from delving into what Dad had said about the

of

when I finally reached the house where Mom and the children had been moved to. It was on a local road