I Am The Luna

66. A Belief

ZAIA. It’s noon the following day and I haven’t seen Sebastian since last night. Every time I think of him, I end up all jittery again and I need to focus, not be lost on cloud nine!

I don’t know where we stand or what exactly we are right now, but one thing I will admit is that last night… I submitted and was ready to give him everything.

I don’t want to fight him anymore… it wasn’t about him winning points with me last night… Last night he took care of me; he spoiled me and then tucked me in to sleep before leaving. Sure, I know he enjoyed it too, but he didn’t get the release that I did.

Last night was all about me and although I know he didn’t do it so I owe him, I would happily return the favour. I mean, I want to.

I flip through the papers on the desk in front of me before I look across at Gaspard. “Everyone, and I mean from every single guard, I want the statements on video. Here.” I hold out a small box that contains a camera that will be discreet once hooked up.

“Alpha… are you concerned about the Luna’s integrity?” he asks, taking it from me. “Forgive me if I’m overstepping.”

I shake my head. I’m not about to share my thoughts, but I also need him to feel like I can trust him. I want to trust him, but I also need to be careful.

“After what we learned from the guards, I’m just concerned if this is how she treats our people, because then it’s a problem. No one should feel threatened by their leaders. That is not what a pack is about,” I reply, brushing my fingers through my hair. I’ve left it open but I’m regretting it now. I have run my hands through it countless times today.

He nods slowly. “I understand. Don’t worry, I will begin on my rounds, starting immediately. I will get you the answers, Alpha.” He lowers his head to me, and I smile slightly.

“Thank you,” I reply, scanning the list of guards who have already supplied a written statement-the ones from yesterday. There’s nothing that jumps off of the page. It just seems she demanded absolute obedience. “I have a suggestion, Alpha… if you wish to hear it,” Gaspard says hesitantly.

I look up, raising an eyebrow. “What is it?” “I think… I think you need to educate the people on the Blood Born, to let them know of your importance and the reminder of what you are and what you represent.” He says solemnly.

I nod slowly, and a flicker of unease rushes through me. I didn’t mention the Blood Born openly to him. I mean, aside from my get up….

So, he knows of the Blood Born….

Last night he mentioned his family was from France, and a little about respect, but he didn’t mention this. Was it a slip-up? Or does he actually know about the Blood Born and have nothing to hide?

“I think you’re right. People need to know. It’s a shame it took me many years to learn about who I am and what I am on this earth for… I wish I knew sooner… it’s nice to come across someone who knows about us.” I say, smiling smoothly, hoping that my reaction shows I am completely comfortable with it. His eyes meet mine, and he swallows.

I continue to flip through the file. “I only have your best interest at heart, Alpha. I assure

I ask, glancing up. He looks down. “I’m afraid he passed long ago,” he

I’m sorry about that.” I reply. ” What else do you know about the Blood Born? I wish I knew more. I feel like

Alpha, but I believe you will deliver judgement to those who have lost faith in our goddess.” He says. Judgement… it

looked into it?” I ask quietly. I’m unable to shake off his words,

have already gotten the ball moving, Alpha. We will track down their locations and report

“Thank you, Gaspard.” He reciprocates the smile and

“I know.”

back. His behaviour was… strange. But perhaps by mentioning the Blood Born as he

there was something to show I believe in their cause. It’s clear they are clever… assuming that they are

he has faith in Selene and respect for those who channel their inner wolf. But is he more of a Sable or

idea coming to me, and my heart skips a beat. Fuck! This is it! To weed them out. What if I pretend to have the same mentality

believe in the Sable Triquetra to think I am

the corner. He stops and

say quietly. He nods slowly and I smooth my hair back.

Hollow Falls Pack as we are together again… however, what you said about the Blood Born really hit something inside. I want the people to know the meaning behind us. Do you know anyone else who is as passionate about our goddess and her will as we are? Those who could back me and even teach me the right way?” I ask smoothly. I hope I don’t sound

you are to leave, then perhaps you can tell them prior to leaving?” He suggests solemnly. “Yes, I like that idea. I think I will.” I say. “I can’t

he lowers his head and walks off and I turn back to my office, thinking of a plan. Tonight, under the moon… in the forest

to tell anyone my idea, because right now

it’s time to get the gathering put into place… a request to all werewolves who can come to the forest when the

I return early after sending out the request. Stepping inside, silence greets me, and I look around the hall. There’s not even a

I call

everyone? “Sebastian!” I call. The sound of footsteps makes me turn and I see a nurse step out of Valerie’s

Jai? And Mom?” I ask. “I’m not sure about Mr O’Dell, but

I head to Valerie’s room. It’s strange for Jai and Mom both

checks. “Who left first, Mom or Jai?” I ask. “Mr O’Dell.” She responds as she takes Valerie’s blood pressure. I fall silent, letting her

reading down on the chart, she turns Valerie onto her side. “She’s getting better.” She tells me proudly and I smile, happy to hear

with Valerie. I stand up, my smile fading as I circle the bed. I was so confident that the full moon would heal her, but since then there’s not

on her head, brushing my fingers through her hair. Wake up, Valerie… Please wake up. I stare down at her, wishing she’d wake up. Come

I wish she was too. I sit down on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in mine, my other hand

Call upon your wolf. She is a part of you. She can and will help you heal. Come

I can feel my aura almost physically around me, my frustration growing. I want her

activity pick up. My heart skips a beat as I look down at her, frowning deeply