I Am The Luna

75. A Reunion

ZAIA. My heart thuds as the King’s turn to the man, and the first thing I notice is the change in Aran’s attitude. He swallows, glancing at Sebastian, then at Agatha, almost uneasily.

The anger that was displayed on his face seconds ago is gone. “Gerard… you’re here…” Agatha looks stunned as she glances at Aran, who is emotionless and then back at the man. Gerard smirks slightly as he looks between the two.

“I thought I was welcome at any time, but perhaps now is not the right time?” he asks lightly, shoving his hand into his pocket as his sharp eyes flit between Aran and Sebastian and then snap to me. My heart skips a beat and I feel uneasy.

This man looks to be in his forties, which means he’s possibly in his late fifties. But what gets to me the most is that he eerily reminds me of Sebastian in more ways than just those eyes.

Instinctively, I grip onto Sebastian’s jacket, not knowing who he is. He is obviously familiar with the family if he was let in just like that… but in the years I was married to Sebastian, not once have I seen him. Who is he?

“Not at all! You are always welcome, but you could have told us so we could have come to collect you from the airport and had a feast prepared! First them, now you! I need to go tell the cooks to prepare a feast!” Agatha says, going over to him and hugging him tightly.

The man smirks, hugging her back.” No need. I had business to tend to first, anyway.” Aran and the man shake hands before he turns to Sebastian, who doesn’t move from where he’s sitting. “And you are?” Sebastian asks, cocking a brow. The man mirrors his move, cocking his own brow.

“Gerard King?” “Is that supposed to mean something to me?” Sebastian asks arrogantly. The man looks at Aran, curiosity in his eyes. “Aran’s cousin, a shame you haven’t even told your son about me,” he says with mock disappointment before he chuckles.

“Well, you aren’t one to take pictures, but Sebastian does know of you,” Aran says, surprisingly far calmer than before.

“Oh, does he?” Gerard says as he saunters into the room and takes a seat on one of the armchairs, his piercing eyes on Sebastian.

his father. “I mentioned to you about your grandfather’s brother’s family?”

pack in France. Correct?” Sebastian asks. “That is correct, that is correct,” Gerard says, nodding slowly. He reminds me of

I being paranoid? His hair is dark, almost as dark as Sebastian’s, but he has a dusting of grey could he be the

Sebastian growls lowly. The man chuckles. “Oh, don’t worry, you are like a son to me, so that makes this woman my daughter-in-law? Correct?” he remarks, glancing

at Aran, who says

are possessive, but I don’t

making him clench his jaw. Gerard

have seen you before. For a moment I

a hotel a short while back. I was almost killed. Everyone remembers me from there. Especially when I took on that pathetic excuse of a being who was killing

really watch the news, especially when it’s always so dark. The world really needs to be cleansed of all the scum

watch the news? Everything else seems to fade and if I had any doubt before, it’s now

Sebastian places his hand on my thigh and I’m pulled from my thoughts. I scan the room to see Agatha has

glad the argument that was about to go down was diffused

“Oh, don’t stop on my behalf, and I wouldn’t consider

at Sebastian, who is frowning sharply, and I reach up and peck his lips softly. Our eyes meet

looking at

glancing at me before he follows Sebastian to the door. Sebastian glances back at me, before frowning at the man opposite

SEBASTIAN.

wait,” Dad sneers, the coldness back in his voice the moment. the door of his office

Sebastian, enough!” Dad threatens. “No. I want to know because whatever it is, is

leave my lips, I realise it is my greatest issue… more than wanting to know what the reason is, it’s

“Since when does another’s opinion matter?” Dad spits. “It does when it’s the parents of my woman. Their behaviour towards me has always caused tension. I want to

at me. “We accepted Zaia, did we not? Why do you need their approval? You are

know, but I am never told!