I Am The Luna

A Father’s Opinion

ZAIA. “I wouldn’t have expected this from you, Zaia,” Aran says as he sits behind his office desk in the Pack Building. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are harsh as he sits there, watching me.

“I do apologise, but you have been refusing to answer my calls or to meet me and there is a lot we need to discuss,” I say, walking in and shutting the door behind me. The sound of my heels is loud in the silent room.

“And what exactly do we need to discuss? You have already disobeyed me, and you have been visiting Sebastian when I gave strict orders not to. So why should I bother to talk to you when there is nothing to say?” he asks coldly.

I tilt my head, taking a seat opposite him and I lean back, crossing my legs. “Because you are Sebastian’s father and no matter how much you two clash, he is still your son.”

He scoffs. “So, he hasn’t shared with you that I am not his father?” Raising an eyebrow, I play with a strand of my hair.

“Not his father? How can you not be his father? Yes, he told me you had a sperm donor, but that doesn’t take away the fact that he is your son.

Whether a child is adopted, or created via a sperm donor, any child you take in and raise as your son or daughter is yours. Sebastian is your son, no one else’s.”

There’s a glint of something in his eyes before he looks away and he swallows, adjusting his tie, but he does not reply. “You and Sebastian are far too alike, and that is why you clash,” I add.

They have a lot of differences, but they do have similarities and I don’t know why Aran is so against him, but I am not here to make things worse but to try to fix them. He sits back and scoffs as if what I have said is amusing.

despite everything I have done for him, he has done nothing but show me

is it that things got worse between you two after my

me when I finally did decide to come back, our divorce was the starting point of

wanting me to say what I have to and leave

might be close, but the way you had Sebastian arrested without hearing what happened was not right. He is your son, and you know him. Would

He had reason to be after all. I know the way Sebastian

you?” He raises an eyebrow before he lets out an arrogant scoff. I mask my feelings, wondering what else Sebastian is hiding from me. What

answer, and I suppress my annoyance. “Well, I don’t think his reason has anything to do with it,

this time he isn’t able to keep his mask of

triquetras to either guide our kind back to our goddess or the other

that the Sublime Triquetra was formed, your allies were. And I know word has spread. I know you know that I am the final piece of the Sublime, the side that I chose. And Gerard,

him, which meant he was just on their side, not one of the three points. Aran frowns, and there’s

know about Gerard. He needs to know everything. I realise that if I need to get through to someone as stubborn as Aran King, then I need

life was threatened and so was mine. The poisoning whilst I was pregnant, Atticus, Valerie, what the man had said to

admitted to being the shooter, and he threatened me. He wants me to stay away from Sebastian

he had someone inject me with something. God knows which visit or where this happened, but he attempted to blackmail me. If

on his face. ”

many tests have been performed. Attempted treatment, nothing has

learning of Gerard’s involvement,

I pushed him after he kissed me forcefully and in my rage, I

Sebastian and I are a

head, smirking humourlessly. “It’s

happened too. “What