I Am The Luna

ZAIA. I stare at him trying to process everything he has just told me. My mind and emotions are wreaking havoc within me. How is this possible?

How could Mom do this?

How could she lie to me like this?

Annette is Mom’s sister?

I’m conflicted, but it’s clear he is not lying. There is so much to take in, including the fact that Annalise and I are not sisters but cousins. It’s our moms who are half-sisters, something even Mom doesn’t know.

This is a mess. First, I learn I have a brother, then I learn Dad had a brother, followed by me learning that Annalise is not my sister and that Annette is Mom’s sister.

That’s… confusing. But more than that is the fact that Mom cheated. I am unable to process how she always portrayed herself as the one being cheated on.

She genuinely looked the part too… I had seen her sadness and her struggle so many times. It’s not possible, I mean I believe Dad but is there a possibility it’s a lie? A misconception or maybe even a trick?

I’ve seen the raw pain Mom’s been in…. the sadness at the fact Annette stole her mate. That can’t be faked, can it?

Only a terrifyingly good actress could put up such an act for so many years. There’s got to be more to it!

She told me when I was old enough that it had broken her, realising Dad had cheated on her and wanted to be with his mistress. Why would she do that and break down into tears?

“Dad…” I say softly, we’ve never been close until the last few years, and even now I feel we are still becoming closer.

I don’t know if he’d appreciate my concern, but right now, I can’t hide the pain I feel for him. I love him and I want him to know I will always be here for him. “Look at me.”

He looks up from where he had his head hanging, and I smile gently. “Things will be alright…” I promise. Will it?

How do you recover from betrayal after betrayal?

“Of course.” He replies, reminding me of his usual self. My father is strong, that I know.

Is there a high chance that maybe… maybe it wasn’t her?

unless there is a woman who smells, and looks exactly like her then, maybe. It was my mate in that room that

feel disgusted at the thought but he seems so sure. “I see…

mean the truth of Adam being brought to light.” He

“I understand…”

this mess with the Blood

going to prison father,” I say, a sudden thought occurring to me. “I have a

also wants to see her reaction when I question her about it. If there’s even a ray of hope that maybe,

with this information… something I will open in front of Mom, I want to see her reaction when I show it to her. It’s safe and believable, these people have pictures and things on both Sebastian and I,

you want, and if that’s what you need to do to

you cheated… you never denied it and I always blamed you for that… but to learn that it was not you but Mom who truly cheated. It’s shocking and I won’t deny

you certain you want to do this now?” he asks. “I don’t want it to cause issues between you. Live in denial if you

nod. “No, I want the truth… If you allow

to pressurise him when I promised him whatever he told me will not leave this room, but I am also warmed by his words in defence of

before he nods slowly, frowning. “Very well,”

I reply. He looks tired, and I know he needs a good night’s rest, I

more to it than just business rivalry, but he’s been

and offer him my hands. ” Come, let’s go home, I’ll

I have already argued.” He says with a heavy sigh. I frown, sne’s blackmailing Dad… now do we fix

like this. I brush my tears away and fix

going to fix things for him. He’s held strong for me. It’s my turn to carry

Gaspard observes me

make sure Dad enters the mansion with Gordon, who is on duty, anyway. Only when the

hand, I flip through them. Annette has

the window. I need to comb through the guards and pack members and find out if there are others she’s blackmailed or abused… A. full investigation must be carried out. If

worth a try. I just need to have more solid backing. Mom’s family knew about the Blood

she was her sister … is it from Mom’s

back against the leather seat, mulling over everything Dad had said. Adam… I

Mom and Annette’s history…

car halts

side of the house, and for a split second, I’m tempted to try

I walk towards the door. I didn’t shift because it is so, so painful… I

asleep on the armchair beside the bed, his head on the bed, as