I Am The Luna

70. A Warning

ZAIA. “Sebastian!” I scream as I pull away and rush to his side the moment he falls to his knees. He’s bent over, a hand on his chest and from the groan that leaves his lips, I know he’s in a lot of pain.

I drop to my knees in front of him, my own heart thumping violently as I push him gently back and cup his face.” Bastien? Sebastian? Talk to me!” I whisper with urgency. The wind around us is whipping faster and I brush his hair back. He’s feeling so hot…

Has he over-exerted himself? He opens his eyes which are blazing the colour of his wolf’s and for a moment it’s like he’s unseeing, as he stares vacantly ahead.

“Bastian?” I whisper. He slowly frowns and looks at me for a second, before he topples forward, his head hitting my shoulder.

“Fuck.” He groans. I wrap my arms around him looking around the gathering. Jai rushes over.

“Seb?” He mumbles something incoherent before his body gives way completely, making me land on my behind with a thump.

A blush coats my cheeks when his face buries itself between my breasts, but before I can even move him, Jai pulls him back.

“I got him, Luna.” He murmurs as he hoists Sebastian’s arm over his shoulder. “Thank you, Jai, take them home.” “I will go too.” Mom states.

“Fine…” I say. I’m not sure why she’s offering. She never really cared for him. She looks at Sebastian before her eyes meet mine, and she turns away.

“Take him to the house,” Dad says the kids were safe with security and the housekeeper, but I think I’ll be happier when Jai will be there too.

I look back at Atticus and Valerie. Valerie looks confused as she keeps looking at the sky where the symbol had appeared. What was that?

I feel strange too… almost as if I’ve been jump-started or something. There’s more energy rippling through me. The crowd is still staring in shock at the three of us, some in awe and others now look a little suspicious.

asks, making the others fall silent. “That was a miracle,” Dad replies

he always entertained me, but to actually believe in such things is not his cup of tea… but we had all seen

can deny that. There is no way someone could

truth,” I say. “And what was that

leaning more to the

part of the Sublime Triquetra…” I say hesitantly. “I

“Your heart chose,” he replies before

two Triquetras, each one chosen to handle the wrongs of our people in different

roots and aim to reconnect with our wolf spirits. And then, there’s the Sable Triquetra? They will destroy us all and leave only a handful of devout believers to rekindle our race. Alpha Zaia could have chosen either of the two paths and she has chosen the path of kindness and love.” Atticus says, his voice ringing in the

let the words sink in and everyone seems to be listening. “But there is a problem,” Atticus says, now looking at

A problem?

is it?” I ask. “Although it is our duty to protect, help and show people the correct path, there are those who will want to destroy us and the chance we are offering. Therefore, we need everyone to stay united, and it would be

Atticus’s words, my heart thundering. “What do you mean?” I ask, how did he miss mentioning this part when he told

me gone, but now

that you have chosen your side, they will try to eliminate us all. They would have seen the symbol…

through those gathered, and

we will work on becoming one with our wolves again. We will remember Selene, her blessing and her

I be able to protect them from everyone? I’m not so sure, but I will try my very

loudly, “For now you may go home. I wanted everyone to

Atticus. I’m pissed off. He had apparently forgotten to share that little tidbit with me.

be able to protect us?”

me to explain,” Atticus says to me. “Later.” I manage to reply. I don’t expand on my retort, absolutely seething as I stare

I glare at Atticus. “It was not necessary to tell

and I’m trying to keep my voice down so the children

told you they would hurt you. I told you they were dangerous. It’s not like I lied to you.” “But you never said that once I pick

have forgotten the goddess, dead.” I sigh heavily. “They aren’t complete, the

“Not yet.”

I chose my side,” I say. Atticus looks down, clearly conflicted. ” They say that when you pick your side, and the Triquetra is formed, then both Triquetras shall be