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.

Sebastian’s cheek. His

her cheeks for a moment before brushing her nose with his own. “I’ll get better. I just need to be

them, and just falling into that role he was always meant to fulfil,is making

is this

looks unsure. “But what if Daddy is gone?” she whispers, making

you,” I say gently. She’s about to reply when the sound of shouting reaches my ears and I

Women’s voices…

he rushes to

my Mom

It’s the troll!” Zion says, staring wide-eyed at me. My eyes widen, and I know exactly who

He frowns before understanding seems to dawn on him.

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

to look outside. I turn

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

aren’t welcome here!” Mom snarls. “Step aside Melanie! This is between Zaia and I! I refuse to talk

to be unsure

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 or not, she should

gasps and even Mom looks 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,

little too late for that,” I say coldly. ” I will deal with that issue later.” What worries me is if they simply allowed her onto the premises of our house. Who knows what else they

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

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

stole! She was once Luna of this pack and don’t forget she is the mother

“Oh, can I not? Then shall I call my

she had tried creating, the drama was all uncalled for, she and her daughter have been nothing

is it that you

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

of the guards, both those who are stationed around us and those who accompanied her, appear worried and I glare coldly

much so that he has begun treating us harshly. That woman is a homewrecker!” Annette shrieks,

opens her 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