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.

of me 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,

as I look across at him innocently. “Extreme? For

disappears, and 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.” His voice

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 glare at him with my aura

façade might that be?” he asks, almost challengingly. My next sentence might just get me confirmation… This is it. I give it my

angry we have 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,

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

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 an even bigger fool to think you will be the one to succeed. But you are right about one

world needs to be cleansed of scum. I will do the honours

with rage. “It seems my small threats have not been enough… don’t anger me because now

is the end of it. 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 is only

get it… I understand wanting to hurt me, to

not my doing. The boys got a little carried away.” I clench my fists trying

There’s a glimmer of surprise on

“Indeed.”

who don’t deserve to be called

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

begins to circle me as if I am his 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 something about

will tell Sebastian and together we will end his

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

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

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

words make me sick. The terrifying truth that maybe she won’t live long, which

thing is Zaia, you have proven to be disobedient… so I need to keep you in line,” he whispers, now taking hold of my

as I stare at him. Not Sia… not

will kill you. I will kill you!” I scream, shoving him away from me, my heart raging. His eyes blaze and he regains his balance

will be fine… In fact, I have the antidote to the poison that