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.

tell.” “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 and rival entities are of interest and so, I…

who stand in your way.” “Getting rid of?” He throws his head back, roaring with laughter, a sound that grates on my nerves. “Those words are

at him innocently. “Extreme? For someone who used

enjoying this conversation, Zaia… I do take offence when insulted and you are incredibly brave to do so to my

reply coldly, the 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 glare at him with

asks, almost challengingly. My

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,

up, my heart thumping as I look down at him with 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 to murder Val… tried to kill me… and Sebastian.

one 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 leans closer to me. His

are right about

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

enough… don’t anger me because now that you have chosen your side, I no longer

the end of it. We have as good as won.” I say sharply. He chuckles, “Oh,

do you mean?” “That’s for me to know,” he whispers tauntingly. “I don’t get it… I understand wanting to hurt me, to hate me, but how could you try to kill your cousin’s son?” I ask, glaring

boys got a

There’s a glimmer of surprise on his face before

“Indeed.”

likes of those who don’t deserve to be called werewolves… but you, Zaia, are the perfect she- wolf,” he smirks. “You can still change your mind. Join us. What

have made your decision, I am here to give you a warning, Zaia… so listen well. By

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

will tell Sebastian and together we will end his madness. “Stay away

frown deeply. From the very start, those messages

why do you want us

simply smirks. “Because I said so. Now… here’s the deal. If you refuse… your little Sia, who is already near the end of her life, might just die a little faster… If

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

warn, my voice shaking. “The thing is Zaia, you have proven to be disobedient… so

clenches as I stare at him. Not Sia… not Sia…

him away

Sebastian and Sia your little dew drop will be fine… In fact, I have