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.

cheek. His gaze softens, and I see the concern in his eyes. I’m sure

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

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

what is this

rest,” I say gently. As I lift Sia up, she looks unsure. “But what if Daddy is gone?” she whispers, making

to reply when the sound of shouting reaches my

Women’s voices…

as he

my

wide-eyed at me. My eyes widen, and I know exactly who he means. Sebastian looks at me

understanding seems to

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

his head as he continues to look outside.

as she tries to get past

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

to be unsure what to do, but she had still disobeyed orders. My eyes

I say coldly to her before I cast the guards a look. “The Alpha has given clear rules that on these premises me and my mother are in charge. If my mother is saying this woman needs to be gone, Luna

Alpha Zaia.” One of the guards says,

too late for that,” I say coldly. ” I will deal with that issue later.” What worries me is if they simply allowed her onto

my blood boiling. I know how this woman triggers Mom after what happened last

as she stands there smirking. “I am still Luna of this pack, Zaia, and you are on my

she is the mother of your

like that!” She splutters. “Oh, can

back. The scene she had tried creating, the drama was all uncalled for, she

need. This is between us women, or is it that you cannot stand your ground,

you know that he will be angry? I hope for the sake of all the guards here that he won’t be because otherwise, some might just be getting into a lot of

and those who accompanied her,

the conversation, you two have been filling the Alpha’s ears with goddess knows what! So much so that he has begun treating us harshly. That woman is a homewrecker!”

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