I Am The Luna

A Name ZAIA.

Her face pales and her lips quiver as she stares at me, terror plastered on her face. What is she so afraid of? “I… can’t say.”

“Why not?” I ask. Annette is frowning as she watches her daughter, but she does not look as scared but rather… confused.

Does she not know? Annalise shakes her head as she drops onto her seat, her heart thumping. “I won’t. Just don’t ask me!” (1

“Then I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do but demand your imprisonment. With the witnesses present, who also heard your admittance. That you, Annalise Toussaint, did in fact lie about your abduction and”-

“Please stop it, Zaia! Please, we are sisters, aren’t we? I’m pregnant. How can you throw me into prison?! Please have mercy, I am carrying your nephew!”

I frown. We have never been raised as sisters…

“Who is the real father of your child, Annalise?” I ask quietly. “We both know that it is not Sebastian. Drop the act or you will be the one suffering, regardless of who is pulling the strings from behind.”

Annette stands up suddenly “This child IS Sebastion’s! How can you try to force her to lie! It is Sebastian’s child!”

“Mom… please…” Annalise mutters, tugging at her mother’s sleeve to sit down again.

“No! I will not tolerate this injustice. You are carrying Sebastian’s pup, this child deserves its right! He cast you aside so easily! After everything they have done, they must suffer the consequences!”

“Enough!” One of the court members thunders and Annette mumbles something, sitting down with a huff.

“I’m waiting, Annalise,” I say coldly. Her jaw clenches, and she looks at me, realising I am not going to budge. “Fine. Sebastian is not the father! Happy?”

The court members exchange looks, but I’m not surprised by her answer and simply look at her.

“I see… Thank you for telling the truth. Now, I understand that you won’t share the ones who put you up to the kidnapping, but Annalise, remember right now, you are at my mercy. Your safety and punishment is in my hands… so the choice is yours. Will you protect those who put you up to this, or yourself and your unborn child?”

Our eyes meet and there’s anger in hers, but beyond that, I can see the fear that she’s trying so desperately to hide. When she doesn’t speak, I sigh, strumming my fingers on the arm of my chair.

her not to answer. I stand up, sighing as

“Alpha Zaia, please-”

blazing. Instantly, two guards step forward

down, placing my hands on the arms of Annalise’s seat. I reach within me for the strength I know I hold. I feel my eyes blaze,

I command you to answer the question. Who is the father of your child?” I ask, my voice powerful, and I feel

I see her confusion before her mouth opens. “Gaspard Durand!” She bursts out, gasping for air, her heart pounding as she realises she

I mask my

true Alpha

never thought it

Gaspard is a member of the Crystal Shadow Pack … you have

back at Annalise, frowning deeply. “And does he know you are

you have been parading it around as Sebastian?” I ask sharply. She

how do I do that when she has lied? I take out my phone,

my security from the Crystal Shadow Pack, needs to be brought

and turn back to Annalise, who looks pale. “And now, back to who put you up to lying about

don’t know! I just did what I had to!” she

“For who?!” I snarl.

she screams as she jumps up, gripping her

“What will?”

begins sobbing, covering her face with her hands.

one

be punished for your crimes after your child is born… but for now you will be kept in isolation with someone to

and the baby is not at fault in this. I have pushed her enough for one

“No! How can you do this? She’s pregnant! What about her baby!” Annette

enough,” I say quietly. “No! I refuse to allow you

I was pregnant when Sebastian and I rejected one another! No one cared for my children then! Enough is enough! If

is perfect,

turning to the guards. “Then please have Annalise secured in a cell, immediately.” “No objection.” The

phone when it beeps with an incoming message notification. Unlocking

him. I’m

say to Annalise, who looks panicked. “Please Zaia, don’t

to ask for forgiveness,”

whisper as she hugs her tightly, but I don’t say