I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 51

A Horrible Truth

ZAIA. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Maybe I did take it a step too far. My hair is pulled back in a sleek bun, and my eyes are smoky with a nude lipstick.

I’m wearing a navy dress, it’s plain, with a slight shimmer to it, and it reaches the floor with a string strap halter neck that leaves my side boobs and back on display. It has a slit down my thigh.

I’m wearing the necklace I had designed, consisting of three chains and the triangle symbol sitting right above my breasts. They had delivered on time, and it is as I had requested. Showing the symbol within perfectly.

It’s the only piece of jewellery I will be wearing. A statement alongside the henna that covers my arms.

The pattern is partially floral but there are at least six of the blood born symbols drawn onto both arms. Along my back, I have the symbol drawn down the centre of my back with added gold and blue glitter to emphasise the symbol.

My left leg, which can be seen through the slit, also has henna applied. Like my back, it simply consists of the symbol.

No one will miss it and I wonder who will react … who knows of the Blood Born? We will have other allied pack alphas and important figures there.

I smooth my dress down just as there’s a knock on the door and Mom enters. “Ah Zaia, you need to hur…” She trails off as her eyes fall on me and her face drains of colour as she grips the door handle for support.

“That is a reaction I was hoping for, from some of those in attendance tonight, Mother… not you.” I say, frowning.

Does she recognise it or know something about it? Growing up, she always dismissed it saying it was just a birthmark, but now her reaction says otherwise. It’s something I did want to ask her but never found the right moment, or it simply slipped my mind.

“Change. Now.” Mom says sharply as she enters the room and shuts the door. She grabs my arm and begins scrubbing at the henna.

“Mom, it’s a henna stain, meaning it won’t come off,” I say quietly, observing her. Her heart is thumping, and she stares up at me tight-lipped.

“What is it? What do you know?” I ask her intently. She looks down, her hands shaking as she stares at my now-red arm. The rubbing did nothing but flare the skin.

ridiculous- ridiculous whatever this is that you are trying to prove! Unless you have a death wish!” She says, her voice shaking. There’s so much hatred and resentment in her voice that

that I’m hurting you, but everything that is happening is because of this. Someone knows I am Blood Born. We need to know everything and if there is

Who else- goddess! Your father… he knows?” she whispers, her face turning even more

“Mom…”

my make-up wipes and begins scrubbing at my

Dad’s voice comes. “Come in,

says instantly, looking at my necklace, his brow furrowing but his attention goes to Mom, who

a little of my plan and although he didn’t really react in a positive or negative. manner,

and glaring accusingly at him. He raises an eyebrow,

please, Dad had nothing to do with this,” I say firmly. “What do you know?” Dad asks her sharply, far firmer

protect her. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I tried to stop them. If they know she’s one too! They’ll take her too!” She

face as he kneels before her, gripping her shoulders. “Melanie, who?”

looks at me

ask, as she rubs her eyes fruitlessly, as more tears fall, her makeup now

extremely as she now clutches mine and Dad’s wrists. “When you… Hugh, he

“You said to me that…” His voice is ice cold as

know how to tell you. They told me that if I told anyone, they would kill us

still as he stares at her. “No. You should have told me! I could have done the right thing!” He suddenly

backs away from Mom. What is

I exclaim. “Not now, Zaia! This so-called mother willingly let someone take her son and told me he was dead!” He roars, making my eyes widen as I stare

don’t understand, Hugh! They were blackmailing me. They said he’ll

frozen. The weight of the situation has hit me, and I’m torn… I understand both Mom and Dad’s points of view… but the thing is… Dad is right in this situation. And the

too much to take in. Mom did what Sebastian did, and

told Dad his son is out

him. Right now, he needs me more. I hug him tightly

think you’d do anything. You had already gone

as I look at her, not wanting to upset her more, but the truth is the truth. “If one of my children was taken, I would still do everything in my power to

one. Nothing… Your Dad didn’t care for you back then. If I spoke, I would have lost you too.” She breaks into

Like Sebastian…

dilemma, she chose to save one child

truth in her words. My own mind is a

and tell us everything you know, Melanie. Who