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.

with you cheating on her. Is there a high chance

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.” he says

seems so sure. “I see… then, may I

it could mean the truth of Adam being brought to light.” He says quietly. I

“I understand…”

fine with that. At some point the truth must be revealed… but until all this mess with the Blood Born and these attacks is sorted out, I can’t be

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

of me doesn’t want to believe this… but a part of me also wants to see her reaction when I question her about it. If there’s even a ray of hope that maybe, just maybe, something is untrue in

I want to see her reaction when I show it to her.

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

you never denied it and I always blamed you for that… but to learn that it was

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

you allow me to do

he told me will not leave this room, but I am also warmed by his words in defence of Mom. How can your views and respect

he

and I know he

to ask him why he’s 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

my hands. ” Come, let’s go

pleasant as that sounds, I need to go home, Annette and I have already argued.” He says with a heavy

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

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

had written up. Gaspard observes me for a

to Dad’s mansion first. I make sure Dad enters the mansion with Gordon, who is on duty, anyway. Only when the door shuts, do I tell the driver to take me home. One of my guards sits in the front, staying

flip through them. Annette

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 I build my case,

a try. I just need to have more solid backing. Mom’s family knew about the Blood Born, which means there’s

she was her sister … is it from Mom’s maternal or

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

Mom and Annette’s history…

stop girl stop. I’m becoming obsessive! When the car halts outside the house, I get

of the house, and for a split

shake my head as I walk towards the door. I didn’t shift because it is so, so painful… I felt like I was going to die… but I want to try again. Maybe things will

fast asleep on the armchair beside the bed, his head on the bed, as he holds