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.

have done for him, he has

Alpha. Why is it that things got worse between

when I finally did decide to come back, our divorce

wanting me to say what I

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

He had reason to be after all. I know the way Sebastian works.” “What reason could there have been, unless he

my feelings, wondering what else

annoyance. “Well, I don’t think his reason has anything to do with it, because I was the one

this time he isn’t able to keep his mask

either guide our kind back to our goddess or the other sent to ‘cleanse’ the planet or, in other words, destroy our kind.” I ask. “I may have heard of it in passing,” he

know that I am the final piece of the Sublime, the side that I chose. And Gerard, well… not only was he the shooter when I was abroad, but he is also part of those who

meant he was just on their side, not one of the three points.

He needs to know everything. I realise that if I need to get through to someone as

I continue, quickly telling him how Sebastian had divorced me because of the threats, how his life was threatened and so was mine. The poisoning whilst

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

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

on his face.

Attempted treatment, nothing has worked. She is extremely

so learning of Gerard’s involvement, you pushed

I pushed him off me. Sebastian only took the blame to protect me,”

should be in prison, not him,” he answers. “Maybe, but Gerard is a monster and Sebastian and I are a team and will always protect one another, no matter who hates us for it and that won’t

his head, smirking humourlessly. “It’s

too. “What