I Am The Luna

In the Night

ZAIA. I stare down at the mark. It’s almost the same as mine, Val’s and Atticus’s, but there’s one thing that sticks out to me. The triangular point is facing downwards… Where all of ours has an upside-down V that forms a triangle shape, his is like an inverted version of ours. More so, somehow it just looks more… sinister? 1

I’m not sure if it’s the correct word, but deep down I feel as if something isn’t right. This mark was not on him before. I’ve seen this man naked countless times, kissed his neck right here so many times…

Unease flits through me as Sebastian watches me intently. “How is this…possible?” I murmur, trying to mask my concern. Why is it different? 3

Sebastian rubs the back of his neck as I trace the mark, slowly ignoring the shiver that runs. down my spine.

“I don’t know… but when the three of your touched, I felt a sharp pain, and I heard a voice, something like ‘Forgive me and how I’m the wildcard?’ I’m not sure… I fell unconscious after that. Maybe I imagined it all or maybe it’s linked ” he says quietly, lost in thought. 1

I stare at him for a moment before getting off his lap and slipping my coat on. “What do you mean, you heard a voice?” I ask sharply, looking down at him.

He sighs frustratedly as he sits-back. “I might have forgotten to mention it with everything going on. We got caught up with a lot of crap going on,” he says as if that explains it away as he observes me intently. His words only irritate me.

I can’t read him, he’s wearing one of his sharp shrewd businessmen expressions and I can never make out what he’s thinking when he’s like this.

“How do you forget to mention something so vital? It literally takes two minutes to share something like that! I mean, it doesn’t even take a minute! That’s not something you can just brush off, Sebastian!” I say, wringing my hands, exasperated. “At this rate, who knows. what else you might have forgotten to mention!” 2

I don’t know why I’m so annoyed, but I can’t deny that the mark has left me shaken. He frowns deeply, looking up at me. “Nothing. else, relax Zaia, why are you overreacting?” 5

Excuse me? “Really? Are you actually saying I’m overreacting?” I frown back at him, trying to calm my irritation.

maybe I am…

growls. “Well, it surely means something,” I murmur. The difference in the design is what’s

I look at him sharply. There’s a hint of annoyance in his voice and I grab hold of his

the bridge of his nose. “Sorry … I just mean not everything is necessary to share. Some things are irrelevant and don’t need to be

words sting. Are

I ask

I’d have thought that meant sharing everything.” I say softly. Just how

doesn’t answer, and the atmosphere in the room is suddenly cold.

do this, Zaia,” he says quietly, gripping

my shoulder. “I just don’t have anything

for a moment I feel like saying so much, but I don’t know what I want to say or how. Once again, he doesn’t answer, but

want to lose you… Let’s not argue,” he says

he understood that right now, every little thing that happens is important to share, but we aren’t seeing eye to eye on this

my head, and I gently pull away. “I’m just worried about everything, Bastien… I just don’t want to be

cheek. “You never are… you’ve always been the better

that supposed

but it’s not

before letting go. “It’s late. You

but I have

I reach up, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek before I tighten my belt. The unease inside of me is

guards are standing there, and I wonder if they

him handcuffed again. Do I make myself clear? He

dangerously not looking at any

out of the room, his eyes are glowing silver but he’s

concerned him too, maybe he just didn’t

heart hurt a little. I’m almost out of the door to the facility when it feels as if Sebastian’s voice is in my head. ‘I love her, I can’t keep hurting her.’ s I spin around but he isn’t there.

is inside.” One of my men

It’s not a full moon but the urge to go for a run consumes me once

the door and I get in, although my

it left me bedridden for days