I Am The Luna

ZAIA. It’s the truth, and the moment those words leave my lips, I know it has always been the case no matter what.

He’s shocked as he stares at me. For someone who has been so shamelessly flirting with me, you would think he wouldn’t have been so surprised.

But right now, he deserves a little praise. He protected me. He took the blame when I was at fault too, for our separation. I kept them away from him, yet he didn’t let it come onto me. How can you not love that sexy confidence and dominance he exudes?

“Thank you,” I say quietly. I’m not sure if he knows what I am thanking him for, but I don’t mind. I’ll thank him again when we have a moment alone.

I look away, very aware of his arm around me. I close my eyes, cherishing this moment. It feels complete, this family of ours. I want this… somehow; I want it forever. This feels so perfect.

“It does.” He murmurs.

I freeze, as I look up at him sharply before I turn away. I… Did I say that out loud? I shake my head to clear my mind and turn back to him, only to end up inches away from his face. His gaze dips to my lips and I swallow slowly.

“They’re going to kiss,” Sia whispers as she leans closer to Zion, making me move back, flushing.

“No, we aren’t!” I say, jerking back as they burst into giggles. “Now, how about you both go play?” I suggest, trying to pull them away from their silly thoughts as Sebastian sits there, clearly finding it all amusing as he smirks away.

“So Mommy can kiss Daddy?” Sia asks. “Yucky,” Zion adds before laughing again. “No, so Daddy can rest,” I say, daring not to look at the man in question.

“But I want to stay with Daddy,” Sia says, pouting adoringly at Sebastian, who returns her expression with a smile.

“You can stay,” he answers. Hmm, seems like she will have him wrapped around her finger very soon, or … maybe she already does…

“Why do we have to go?” Zion questions unhappily. “Because your dad is still a little hurt. He needs to get some rest.” I explain as I stand up, very aware of Sebastian’s gaze raking up my legs.

I’m wearing a pencil skirt, with a tucked -in silk Cami, but the way his eyes are drinking me up is as if I’m naked.

no, how did Daddy get hurt? We look after Daddy.” Sia says as she touches Sebastian’s cheek. His gaze softens, and I see

for a moment before brushing her nose with his own. “I’ll get better. I

is, but seeing him talking to them, and just falling into that role he was always

is this

Sia up, she looks unsure. “But what

about to reply when the sound of

Women’s voices…

I say as he rushes to the

that my

eyes widen, and I know exactly who he means. Sebastian

seems

this. You two stay with your daddy, ok?” “Ok, Mommy!” Sia says happily as she settles down on Sebastian’s

head as he continues to look outside. I turn and leave the room making my way

open, and Mom is standing there, blocking Annette’s path as

This is between Zaia and I! I refuse to talk to

the Luna of the pack. They seem to be unsure what to do, but she had still disobeyed orders. My eyes flash and I don’t hold back

guards a look. “The Alpha has given clear rules that on these premises me and my mother

shocked, but I have had enough. “Sorry, Alpha Zaia.” One of the guards says, stepping forward. I raise my hand, stopping him in his tracks, my eyes

will deal with that issue later.” What worries me is if they simply allowed her onto the premises of our house. Who knows

boiling. I know how this woman triggers Mom after

smirking. “I am still Luna of this pack, Zaia, and you are on my land.

Alpha you stole! She was once Luna of this pack and don’t forget she is the mother of your future Alpha!” I snap. My chest is heaving as I

“Oh, can I not? Then shall I call my father instead?”

tried creating, the drama was all uncalled

between us women, or is it that you cannot stand

cock a brow. “Or is it that you know that he will be angry? I hope for the sake of all the guards here that he won’t be because otherwise,

those who are stationed around us and those who accompanied her, appear worried and I glare coldly

knows what! So much so that he has begun treating us harshly. That woman is

mouth. “Mom, go inside. Now. Please” I say. My own emotions are getting the better of me and I know it’s upsetting Mom even more so. “No! And look! The pot is calling the kettle black! You stole my man from