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.

as my pussy

Goddess, this man…

my neck, and I can’t help

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,

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

pecking his cheek, although he is still observing Sebastian suspiciously. “Well, I don’t believe that. Mommy was always on time when Daddy

he says, prodding his forehead with a faint smile on his

his tongue. “Will you

me. I have already bathed them this morning and gave Sia

them after breakfast. Entering the kitchen, we see Jai cooking and Sia and Valerie setting the table.

innocently as I cast a swift glance around to see what needs doing and, noticing there are no drinks, I walk over to the refrigerator to take some drinks

not that soundproof. Man, I felt lonely.” Jai snickers, making me blush. “Work harder. You

or maybe never.” Jai says, “Some people aren’t easy to seduce.” I don’t miss his gaze

seduce

a little too

boy,” Zion replies. I glance over at Valerie, who is placing napkins and cutlery down by each plate. “I’m sure

adds. “You can tolerate me, so how about it?” Jai says as he places the platter of bacon, eggs and rashers on

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

well, well… I think they’ll be together soon enough. I look over at Sebastian, who has already taken a seat, and Sia is drawing circles on his hand, trying to tickle him up

steps… tickle you under there!” She giggles as he instead

a sexy smirk before he returns to giving

we act like it.” I say, as I look

is to shift and prepare to shift. We strengthen our youth from a young age. Running, sports, self- defence, we start with these, and we teach them in a way that

meeting me, Sebastian, Jai, Justin, and Valerie had sat down and made some points, so we were all on

now as he sits there, allowing me to take the helm of the discussion, he still

it? For them to have to be burdened

of us, just like breathing. Shifting was painful the first and second time I attempted it. To that point, I never shifted again. But now, I can

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

society and before we knew of the Blood Borns, he was a shifter who

Born is very real and it is terrifying. We have to thank the goddess for what she has. given us,” Margaret says firmly. A murmur of agreement

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

that’s fair,”

eighteen… so we are turning back time in a way.” Another man mulls uncertainty clear in