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.

that you are trying to prove! Unless you have a death

grip her elbows, “Mom. Mom, please tell me. I’m sorry 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

goddess! Your father… he knows?” she whispers, her face turning even more ashen. She’s worrying

“Mom…”

She’s frantic now as she grabs my make-up wipes and begins

Dad’s voice comes. “Come in, Dad,” I say, despite Mom shaking her head

brow furrowing but his attention goes to Mom, who is

and although he didn’t really react in a

glaring accusingly at him. He raises an eyebrow, crossing his

please, Dad had nothing to do with this,” I say firmly. “What do you know?” Dad asks her sharply, far firmer than I was. She looks between us, before her eyes well with tears, and she seems to give

managed to protect her. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I tried to stop them. If they know she’s

kneels before her, gripping her

know! I … please. I’m so sorry!” Her words aren’t making sense and Dad looks at me and I instantly move forward, kneeling beside her and placing a

ask, as she rubs

and Dad’s wrists. “When you… Hugh, he didn’t die in that car crash…

me that…” His voice is ice cold as he trails off and I can feel his aura around him. Her heart is pounding violently, and I wonder what on earth

I told anyone,

I could have done the right thing!” He

scoffs as he backs away from Mom. What is going

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

me. They said he’ll live as

spinning as I sit there, 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 fact that I

Mom did what Sebastian did, and that

is right in this matter. Even if they blackmailed me and Dad, you should have told Dad his son is out there.” My heart clenches in dread, and I look

inside. I stand up and go over to him. Right now, he needs me more.

cared! I didn’t think you’d do anything. You had already gone to your precious

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 get them back,” I whisper. She looks up at

I had no one. Nothing… Your Dad didn’t care for you back then. If

Like Sebastian…

save one child instead of risk both.., how does a

he knows there’s truth in her

up and tell us everything you know, Melanie.