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.

I ask Mom about this? I mean, she’s always been so heartbroken with you cheating on her. Is there a high chance that maybe… maybe it wasn’t her?

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

so sure. “I see… then, may I confront her? It’s

it could mean the truth of Adam being brought to light.”

“I understand…”

point the truth must be revealed… but until all this

father,” I say, a sudden thought occurring to me. “I have a plan …I can do this

reaction when I question her about it. If there’s even a ray of hope that maybe, just maybe, something

when I show it to her.

that’s what you need to do to believe me, then go

hand. “I believe you Dad, and I am so sorry… All my life I’ve been told by mom that you cheated… you never denied it and I always blamed you for that… but to

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

you allow

want to pressurise him when I promised him whatever he told me will not leave this room, but I am also

it before he nods slowly,

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

never liked the Kings and I’m sure there’s more to it than just business rivalry, but he’s been through enough today. That

let’s go home, I’ll make us both a hot drink,

home, Annette and I have already argued.” He says with a heavy sigh. I frown, sne’s blackmailing Dad… now

away and fix my top, hoping I don’t look like

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

had written up. Gaspard observes me for a moment and I’m sure he can see I’ve been

duty, anyway. Only when the door shuts, do I tell the driver to take me home. One

in my hand, I flip through them.

lean back, staring up at the night sky out of 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

solid backing. Mom’s family knew

knew she was her sister … is it from

against the leather seat, mulling over everything Dad had said.

Mom and Annette’s history…

When the car halts outside the house, I get out. Maybe

dark path that curls around the side of the house, and for a split second, I’m tempted to try to shift

so, so painful… I felt

door and head to Valerie’s room. Jai is fast asleep on the armchair beside the bed, his head on the bed, as he holds her hand loosely. I silently