I Am The Luna

27. A Finding ZAIA. or I Am The Luna Chapter 105 By Moonlight Muse

“Think Zaia… think…” I mutter as I feel under the floorboards once again. I need it, not only to track the Sable but to find Dad. Those I have sent out to search for him have so far found nothing, as I feared.

I refuse to let this put me down. This goal is all that is keeping me going strong. I’m desperate for some kind of victory as I sit there trying to think where it could be.

Mom said… our old home…

Could she possibly mean the house we lived in right after Dad and her split?

I tilt my head before I quickly begin putting the floorboards back. I have to hurry, in case someone finds out I’m here. The dust is no longer coating the planks as it was before I touched them, but there is little I can do.

I just hope no one realises someone’s been here, or that I may have found the Moon Dust; I don’t want them to know that either.

Once everything is put back to the best of my capabilities, I leave the way I entered, through the back. Pausing in the door, I look at the house Mom lived in. She didn’t like Sebastian, yet she came here, to this pack for me.

I feel the same wave of guilt that has refused to leave me since her death, and I close the door after me, not looking back. There are things we cannot change… we must simply learn from them.

I return to my car and decide that there is no point in delaying looking in the other house and so I drive towards Dad’s pack. I call Jai, deciding to tell him I’ll be late, as I have some things to do.

“Zaia, all ok?”

“Yeah, but I will be a little late, I have something I need to do.” “Zaia, please don’t do this alone. You have us. We’re here to help.”

“I know…” There are just some things I need to do alone. “I’ll be fine.”

“Ok… just take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

The roads blur past and another strong wave of emotions consumes me as I end the call. A sudden thought enters my mind, and I almost hit the brakes.

What could they possibly want with it that made him torture Mom for answers? They know where we are… unlike us, who have no idea where they are located. My

on it. With

never leaves my

Why?

be an answer. I reach Dad’s pack and I lower the window, so the guards can see who

Those are the rules I set. I can’t afford any carelessness. They instantly open the gates,

one of the guards, says as he approaches the car and lowers his head politely. “You shouldn’t

relocated to the inner parts of the pack

do.” I say, “I wanted to come check how the

leave her room and commanded food to be left outside her

her again. I don’t believe that. Someone should have raised the alarm if they hadn’t even seen her for

head, and I put the car into drive. “I will be at the Pack House in about an hour’s time. Bring them all there for questioning, including the guards

“Yes, Alpha!”

gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Mom and I once stayed, realising I didn’t consider

comes to me and taking a deep breath, I step

forties. “Hello… Alpha?” he

“Hello… Mr…”

“Grant, Alpha.”

“Mr Grant…”

the edge. One thought of Sebastian’s betrayal or Mom’s death brings

forgive me for intruding… I don’t know if you know, but this is the house that I grew up in… with my mother.” I say,

do remember hearing that.

could have a moment to look around.” I say quietly. “Just one final time to

in Alpha.” He says, quickly stepping aside. I step inside, my eyes going to the under -the-stairs closet. Could it

away? I walk down the hallway. It’s changed a lot,

muddy shoes inside! Mommy! Look what I found! Zaia! Dinner is ready Oh, my favourite… Zaia, will you

around my mind, and I’m

Mom…

Grant, who offers me a

I have a while alone?” I ask

upstairs… I will go join her. Take your

“Thank you…”