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.

becoming CEO.” I say, sitting back and crossing my legs gracefully. “As a businessman, business…

sure you are passionate about getting rid of all those who stand in your way.” “Getting rid of?” He throws his head back, roaring with laughter, a sound

“Extreme? For someone who used the words ‘cleansed ‘, you scream extreme to

his eyes darken. “As much as I’m enjoying this conversation, Zaia… I do take offence when insulted and you are incredibly brave to do so to my face… or incredibly stupid.”

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 glare at him with my aura

“And what façade might that be?” he asks, almost challengingly. My next sentence might just get me confirmation…

completed the Triquetra… is that why you are here, to see for yourself? Or to attempt to kill me once again. I know who you are, Gerard. Drop the act, it does not suit

hatred and 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

another, let’s cut to the chase. You chose the wrong side. You are foolish to think that you will win…because I will make sure you will not succeed.” His poisonous words are barely above a whisper as he

to think you will be the one to succeed. But you are right about one thing.” I begin. He runs his

what might that be?” he asks, now almost amused. Why is he so confident? “That this world needs to be cleansed of scum. I

smirk falters, his eyes filling with rage. “It seems my small threats have not been enough… don’t anger me because now that you have chosen

as won.” I say sharply. He chuckles, “Oh, it doesn’t work that way, not at all…

wanting to hurt me, to hate me, but how could you try to kill your cousin’s

“Oh, that was not my doing. The boys got a little carried

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

“Indeed.”

him… intriguing. He’s doing well, ready to unleash retribution on the likes of those who don’t deserve to be called werewolves… but you, Zaia, are the perfect she- wolf,” he smirks.

is your loss. I gave you yet another chance, and you declined it. Since you have made your decision,

prey but I don’t think he realises I am not so weak. “What warning?” I say. Now that we have a face for the attacker, we can do

tell Sebastian and together we will end his

Why? I frown deeply. From the very start, those messages were pushing us apart

does keeping us apart benefit them? “And why do you want us apart? I deserve to know

your little Sia, who is already near the end of her life, might just die a

that maybe she won’t live long, which I

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 taking hold

as I stare at him. Not Sia… not

kill you!” I scream, shoving him away from me,

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