I Am The Luna

15. A Meeting or I Am The Luna Chapter 93 By Moonlight Muse

ZAIA. I run the brush through my hair, staring distractedly at my reflection.

Gerard is Sebastian’s father… I would never have made the link, even with the screaming similarity that Sebastian does look like a King. How and why?

Why would they have chosen Gerard?

Is it because he’s an Alpha?

Or because he is Aran’s cousin? Or both? It’s the following day and although Sebastian said nothing more last night, I know it’s on both our minds. I do want to talk to him about it, and reassure him it means nothing.

Last night replays in my mind and his final words echo in my mind.

‘Gerard, is your father?’ I asked.

‘Let’s not discuss it. Come, you need to sleep.’

I had tried to question it but he had cut me off saying he didn’t want to discuss it, and so I had thanked him for not keeping things from me and we had fallen asleep.

I felt there had been something more he had wanted to say, but I’m not so sure. I gasp as his strong arms wrap around me tightly, his gaze dipping to my breasts.

“I like this top.” He growls huskily, kissing my neck. I smirk at him in the mirror before I stare at my reflection.

I’m wearing a chiffon top that cinches at my waist, but it’s showing off a lot of cleavage. It is slightly off my shoulders and I have paired it with ivory pants.

“Of course you do. You like boobs.” I reply amused.

He looks gorgeous himself. I will never understand how he can look so good, no matter what. Reaching up, I run my finger down his jaw, the short hair of his beard prickling my fingertips and I can feel his angular jaw.

“I do like boobs… but I don’t simply like these…” he lets go of my waist before he grabs my breasts, squeezing them. I bite back a soft moan as pleasure rushes through me. “I fucking love these.” He growls huskily.

moan as

Goddess, this man…

and I can’t help but melt into

fly open as I hear the door handle turn and Sebastian lets go of me, pinching my nipples before he steps away as the door flies open. He is still close, but not pressed

frowns unhappily, frowning at Sebastian as he stands there, hands on hips. “Is Daddy wasting your

isn’t,” I reassure, crouching down and pecking his cheek, although he is still observing Sebastian suspiciously. “Well, I

more often than not,” he says, prodding his forehead with a

of his tongue. “Will you really argue with a child?” I tease, as I

bathed them this morning and gave Sia her medication, but it is obvious Zion wants

see Jai cooking and Sia and Valerie setting the table. “Finally!” Jai

that even mean?” I ask innocently as I cast a swift glance around to see what needs doing and, noticing there are

I felt lonely.” Jai snickers, making me

lucky one day, or maybe never.” Jai says, “Some people aren’t easy to seduce.”

seduce

you always a little

Zion replies. I glance over at Valerie, who is placing napkins and cutlery down

as he places the platter of bacon, eggs and rashers on the table. To my surprise, he taps her nose and gives

bowl and pops it into her mouth. He walks off to get the beans,

has already taken a seat,

a little teddy bear… one step… two steps… tickle you under there!” She giggles as he instead tickles her, making

eyes flick to mine and he gives me a sexy smirk before he returns to giving our daughter all his

are a pack, we act like it.” I say, as I look across the table, “It’s no longer an

sports, self- defence, we start with these, and

meeting with the high members of the staff has commenced, and two hours have already passed. Before the meeting me, Sebastian, Jai, Justin, and Valerie had sat down and made some points, so we were

even now as he sits there, allowing me

them to have to be burdened with that

they know and believe is part of us, just like breathing. Shifting was painful the first and second time I attempted it. To that point, I never shifted again.

uncertain as he stares down at the plan I had outlined and

of society and before we knew of the Blood Borns, he

is terrifying. We have to thank the goddess for what she has. given us,” Margaret says firmly. A murmur of

and a version for the children, too. As one, we can prove that we are werewolves and that we have not forgotten that.” I

think that’s

are turning back time in a way.” Another