I Am The Luna

78. A Chaos Unleashed

SEBASTIAN.

“Don’t hate him, Sebastian. He is hurting. I am not sure what has gotten into him, but he does love you.”

“I don’t care, Mom. We’ve never seen eye to eye… guess I’m a reminder that he is incapable of even having a child. He’s probably simply jealous because in every way I’m better than him.” I say coldly.

I know it’s harsh, but it’s the only logical reason. “Sebastian, you’re hurt too, just… ignore it.”

“If he really doesn’t want me to be alpha, then he can challenge me for the title. After all, I am currently within my rights to be the Alpha. If he wants it back, then he can fight me for it. But from this day onward, I no longer consider him my father.” I stand up, feeling the pent-up emotions inside of me bubbling to the surface.

“Sebastian please!”

“No. I’m done.” I say. I grab my jacket I had removed earlier, slinging it over my shoulder as I leave the room.

I’m getting Zaia and we’re leaving. It was a fucking mistake to come here. I’m almost at the living room door when I pause.

Gerard is my biological father… His words earlier about me being his son make me sick. I don’t want to face him … I’ll call her from outside.

I can’t think straight right now, I just can’t, and it feels like my head is going to explode if anyone says one more word to me. I need to get out of here..

I exit the house and take out my phone to make the call to Zaia, glancing at the lounge window. My finger is hovering over the call button when I freeze.

My blood runs cold, my eyes blazing silver. There, standing in each other’s embrace, their lips locked in a deep kiss, are Zaia and Gerard. What the fuck is going on?

I step back, refusing to believe it. I’m seeing things, I’m fucking seeing things. I turn away, striding to my car. No matter how angry and fucking pissed I am, I can’t leave her. I’ll have security come to collect her…

My hands are shaking with rage and confusion as I get into the car and I’m about to drive off when I pause.

She wouldn’t do that. This has to be a setup. I know I saw what I

car and head back inside just as Mom’s scream pierces

of the lounge where I had seen them kissing moments earlier. Is she

my mouth. The very thought of something happening to Zaia makes my blood run cold and I burst

the corner of the fireplace and there’s blood

she looks up at me. ‘He tried to kiss me! I only pushed

hear them in my mind. Not the first time

clings to me, her entire body shaking, and her heart is thumping violently. My own head is pounding with the chaos that is spinning around

hospital!” The butler says as Zaia tugs on my shirt. “Bastien, I didn’t mean to hurt him, he

didn’t mean to. I don’t know what exactly happened, but I intend to find out when we are alone. Right now, I

entrance as two

the Alpha and I’m in charge here. No one is arresting her!” I snarl dangerously, moving her behind me protectively. “We don’t even know what happened.

near dead because of what happened.” He shoots back, his eyes

she is innocent, I’m the one who pushed him. I did it.” I say, suddenly making Mom and

“Bas-”

gently, hoping she realises to let me do what I need

hurt him. I was angry, he got in my way,

is!” I snarl. “I’m confessing and

Dad’s face. “You know this means you will be stripped of your title

have a son and Luna. Zaia, as Luna of this pack will run in my stead, taking over, until I am trialled and IF I am found guilty… then she will rule as Alpha until Zion comes of age,’ I say clearly. There are enough people here

who is staring at me in shock. My only aim is to protect her, to give her the power and protection to stand without me. She doesn’t need

if I can do even a little for her, then I will. Taking out my pocket knife, I slice into my hand. This is a little more unethical than the new norms of pack title

looking up at me with glittering

down my wrist and her neck. Her eyes fill with tears as she shakes her head, unable to say what she wants. I wish it

snarls. He knows if she does, there’s no way to

my head, pulling me down. I hear her taking a shuddering breath before

She’s mine…

fangs, but I do feel that spark that I once destroyed, spring to life like a phoenix, reborn. Only this time it’s stronger… far more intense, and several gasps fill the room. Not every

placing a tender kiss on my neck before she moves, gazing up into my eyes. The image of

need to trust that something happened