I Am The Luna

69. A Triquetra

SEBASTIAN. If I could take away all her worries I would. Night has fallen and we’re in the woods where she had decided to hold this gathering. She’s planning something and although I don’t know the details, I’m worried about her.

She’s dressed in a white simple dress, and nude-coloured sandals and her hair is open. She’s wearing soft make- up and no jewellery but something about her tonight looks extremely alluring and even ethereal. She is a beauty, one that nothing can compare to, and her amethyst eyes are vibrant.

The symbols on her arms from the henna stain have faded, but they are still visible, and she keeps looking at them. I don’t miss the fact she’s holding the book that contains the little information regarding the Blood Born.

She’s going to do something tonight, but when I asked her, she simply said she knows what she’s doing and to trust her.

I’m worried she’s keeping too much inside. She’s been on the brink of breaking down a couple of times but she’s pushing through. I’m just going crazy, worried that something will happen soon, and it will be the final nail in the coffin for her and it ends up being too much for her. I don’t want her to break down because she’s doing far too much.

It’s windy tonight, but the moon is glowing through the trees. I like the night, the feel of nature around me, the rustle of the wind through the leaves and the smell of the earth beneath my feet.

This is where I feel most at peace. The perfect night for a run. I look around the trees. I had settled for sweatpants and a t-shirt, but there’s clearly many here in suits and formal attire…

The glances I’m getting are filled with curiosity, nervousness, and even fear. It’s a little amusement and I bring forward my wolf, letting my eyes glow in the night, and I almost smirk when they step back. Scared of their own kind, pathetic.

“Zaia.” That voice makes my amusement vanish and I turn when I see Atticus pull her into his arms for a hug. My eyes blaze once again, and I let my aura surge around me.

His eyes snap up to mine and he smirks, his demeanour turning colder as he slowly moves back. “Alpha Sebastian, it’s been a while.”

“Alpha Payne.” In the fucking ass. “It sure has.” He smirks and nods as Zaia looks between us, clearly not sure about how things are between us. I am tempted to punch that cocky look off his face, but for her, I decide to let him keep his teeth.

He still has his hand on her shoulder, but I’m satisfied when she moves away. The urge to crush it was extremely appealing. Zaia places her hand on my arm and smiles gently at Atticus.

whispers to us both. “We’re not children that we are going to start hitting one another, Zaia.” Atticus smirks. Of course, he’d say that, knowing that I want to break his

can take you to the brink of death, or better, unalive you entirely. I’m totally for

takes Zaia a moment to comprehend what I mean,

Zaia, he’s just jealous of our friendship,” he says, leaning closer to her and fucking

all those years together, that is just how far

how he wants to play, then so be it. “Bastien behave.” Zaia scolds, “This is not

“For you, of course. As long as I’m repaid.” I wink at her. She gives me a look before she pulls away

smooth, supple cleavage is on display, her breasts begging for some attention, and I’d happily give them all the attention

smoothly. He is pushing Valerie’s wheelchair. “A little discretion, Alpha Sebastian? Please do

at Valerie. Looking at her now,

it’ll take time before she can walk again even if she was given physio whilst in a coma. Her body and muscles are far too

Val.” She

So do you, Zaia.” Valerie replies. She’s been uneasy and has only been

she doesn’t. She just needs a

everyone’s attention?” Zaia calls out. The chatter dies down as everyone turns to her. She’s nervous, her heartbeat has quickened, and it makes me wonder exactly what she’s planned.

eyes return to Valerie. She has completely ignored him, and I know he’s

the Dark Hollow Falls pack, but I am still to be the future Alpha of this pack.” Her

with concern. “Do

about such matters.” I can’t help but say, he glares at me, and I smirk.

ago, the Goddess of the moon made her creation, werewolves, men who under the moon would shift into magnificent wolves.” She begins walking, looking at the people who encircle us. She has their attention, but I’m not

their own packs. A race, superior to man, a race blessed with speed, smell, hearing, and the ability to heal faster than any human could possibly wish for. This gift, this blessing to shift, was not appreciated

swirls around her, her eyes burning orange, and even I feel it. The people watch her

we began to settle away from our packs…. We began to dress and behave like common humans. Why? When we are superior? We stopped training our young

he is given the title of The Black Beast because he is in touch with his werewolf side! Making him superior to every other werewolf… alpha or not. If you cannot

are!” “Or there will be consequences.” The

doesn’t sound like Zaia, she’s… harsher, and her words have ruffled the feathers of a few visiting alphas. I scan

women asks. Zaia turns to her. “To remind you of where we come from, it is my duty as a Blood Born to call our people back on the path that we should