I Am The Luna

77. A Challenge

ZAIA.

“So how old are you, Zaia?” Gerard asks as he sits back, that unnerving smirk on his face getting to me. “I am in my mid-twenties,” I reply cordially.

“A good age. Once you get to my age, you have to take care of yourself a little more,” he chuckles. “It takes a lot longer to recover from tumbles and falls.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Oh? Well, I beg to differ. I think regardless of our age, we all need to take care of ourselves.” I reply. He raises an eyebrow before he nods. “I guess that’s true, we can all be permanently wounded…”

What a strange thing to say….

“So, when did you come to the States?”

I ask. “Not too long ago. “That isn’t very clear, Mr King… Not too long ago could mean a few days, a few weeks or even a few months.” I reply.

He watches me intently before leaning forward, sparing the clock a glance before giving me all his attention. “So… why do I feel like you don’t trust me, Zaia?” Oh? How exactly did he deduce that? Unless, of course, he has something to hide…

“Oh, not at all. I don’t have an opinion of someone I have just met yet. I usually decide an opinion on what I feel depending on one’s actions… and I can’t do that so soon, We have… just met, right? Time will tell, Mr. King.” “I see…”

His demeanour changes for a second before he looks away. “Unless, of course, you expected me to recognise you,” I add quietly.

I might just be making a fool of myself, or worse, even offending someone innocent, but it is the only way I can think of to get answers.

By pretending to know more than I do. His eyes glimmer, his smirk faltering as he watches me. “The thing is… Mr King. You confuse me.” I continue.

“You say you don’t watch the news… yet you knew of me becoming CEO.” I say, sitting back and crossing my legs gracefully. “As a businessman, business… other companies

those who stand in your way.” “Getting rid of?” He throws his head back, roaring with laughter, a sound

across at him innocently. “Extreme? For someone who used the words ‘cleansed ‘, you scream extreme

when

atmosphere in the room shifting. Our eyes meet and I refuse to back down by looking away first. I pull on every emotion in my body, feeling my eyes burn with power, feeling it ripple around me as I

his forehead, and he clenches his jaw. “And what façade might that be?” he asks, almost challengingly. My next sentence might just get me confirmation… This is it. I give it

for yourself? Or to attempt to kill me once again. I know who you are, Gerard. Drop

scorn. There’s a sliver of fear that ripples through me but I refuse to show him that After all, he is possibly the one who tried

to think that you will win…because I will make sure you will not succeed.” His poisonous words are barely above

think you will be the one to succeed. But you are right about one thing.” I begin. He runs his fingers through my hair and I smack his hand

asks, now almost amused. Why is he so confident? “That this world needs to be cleansed of scum. I will do the honours to

“It seems my small threats have not been enough… don’t anger me because now that you have chosen your side, I no longer need you,”

We have as good as won.” I say sharply. He chuckles, “Oh, it doesn’t work that way, not at all… The thing is, the battle may be over, but the war

to hurt me, to hate me, but how could you try to kill your cousin’s son?” I ask, glaring

that was not my doing. The boys got a little carried away.” I clench

me sick. There’s a glimmer of surprise on his face before

“Indeed.”

don’t deserve to be called werewolves…

have made your decision, I am here to give you a warning, Zaia…

think he realises I am not so weak. “What warning?” I say. Now that we have a face for the attacker,

together we will end his

eyes widen in surprise. Sebastian? Why? I frown deeply. From the very start, those messages

us apart benefit them? “And why do you want us apart? I

the deal. If you refuse… your little Sia, who is already near the end of her life, might just die a little faster… If you don’t want that, you will

long, which I have always tried

of this,” I warn, my voice shaking. “The thing is Zaia, you have proven to be disobedient… so I need to keep you in line,” he whispers, now

clenches as I stare at him. Not Sia… not

I scream, shoving him away from me,

fine… In fact, I have the antidote to the poison that was given to her before she was even