I Am The Luna

19. A Moment of Uncertainty or I Am The Luna Chapter 97 By Moonlight Muse

ZAIA.

I know I should have listened to him, but I truly believed I was doing the right thing. I honestly didn’t think things would end up this bad. The festering thoughts aren’t easing up, and I feel mentally exhausted.

“Go with him. Show Atticus his room. I’ll clean this up. “I tell Valerie gently. She’s shaken by it all, and I know she’s going through a lot. I hope she at least realises she does love him.

Everyone deserves a second chance, right?

She nods and I give her a smile, watching Atticus lift him carefully. “You did amazingly. Now go with him.” I whisper to her.

She’s about to say something, but instead, she simply smiles and nods before she helps Atticus with Jai, supporting his head. She’s got blood in her hair and over her clothes, but like me, she has far bigger things to be concerned about.

They leave the room and my smile fades as I slowly drop into one of the chairs, my face falling. No longer able to keep the mask of strength on my face.

Everything went wrong tonight… This was not what I was expecting to happen.

I wanted to make things right between the rogues and us, to prove that they were just like us… But they’re not, and the painful truth is they don’t like us and never wanted to create an alliance of peace.

Then Jai, Jai shouldn’t have gotten hurt He almost died because of me… How many more people’s lives will I be responsible for in the war that I have created?

I’m terrified. Terrified of what I can possibly do… I killed someone with no hesitation and the most chilling part is, I know I’ll do it all over again if I have to. I look down at my blood-covered hands. Look at the blood behind my fingernails…

Who am I becoming?

Do I even recognise myself?

Is Sebastian hating what I’m becoming?

I’m pathetic, aren’t I? I wanted him to pull me into his arms and tell me it’s going to be ok… or simply just an embrace, glad that I am home, and safe. But instead, he turned his back on me.

I place my head in my hands, brushing my hair back as I try to pull myself from my spiralling thoughts.

My eyes sting with tears but I can’t cry. There’s so much I need to do and to explain to Sebastian….

“Zaia…”

I look up when Atticus enters the room and I quickly sit up looking away as I try to compose myself.

“Hey…”

him something for the pain for when he wakes up. I’m

Atticus. Stay, you need rest and it’s not

are here.” He reassures

their allegiance to me. Even the rogues had run, clearly fearing their lives. It’s

we lose?” I ask softly. He looks down, smiling slightly, but it’s something I realise is a reflex to hide his real emotions. “Seven.” He says softly. There’s a

so sorry,”

they have families? Children?

More deaths…

this is war, and my pack is ready.” He kneels before

We all misjudge situations. You were incredible out there. I’m damn proud of you.

hair

say before he stands up and takes his leave. The words are comforting… but they didn’t come

up the blood. Once everything is done and I have rolled the rug away, not wanting the children to see any signs of this tomorrow, I mop the entire floor. Finally, the smell

I’ve disposed of the bloody clothes and towels, I head upstairs. I pop into the children’s room, they’re both fast asleep and I smile softly, feeling warmth fill

I fuss with the blankets before I gently check Sia’s pulse,

down at her, wishing

so lightly, not wanting to get this filthy blood on them and then leave the room

the first thing that hits me is the smell of smoke. Then I see him

leans against the wall with a cigarette in his hands; he rarely smokes There’s a deep frown on his face and I don’t know what to say. I walk to my suitcase and take out some

that you fucked up. “He says when I’m about to step

look over at him, feeling as if I’ve just

way I possibly could. I’m trying.” I reply quietly. I don’t want to argue, not

way I mercilessly flung his

do this tomorrow?

want to be

did just that.” He says as he advances on me. Our eyes meet and I’m just staring back into

did, and like I said, I messed up, I

argue… not when I know where you stand in

and your ego- “Please stop.” I plead quietly. My heart

you to hold me.

“Zaia-”

his soften. There’s regret, guilt, pain and so much more in them as he

into his embrace. Sparks course through me, but more than that it’s the warmth

his waist, never wanting to let go. His heart is thudding hard and so is mine as I hold on tight, as if

as he kisses the top of

His voice

I whisper through the bond. ‘I wanted him dead

instincts, nothing more. He wasn’t a good person, and he tricked you. You simply did what you had to.’ His voice is softer now, soothing yet strong, and I’m unable to hold back the small

I’m sick of it all. I-I want to find them and end this once and for all. They can’t keep terrorising us!” I say, frustrated as I

arms as he holds