I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 117

An Untended Wound
ZAIA.

Agatha had to be knocked unconscious because she refused to go silently and until the cameras were all found, I did not trust her trying to alert someone on the way out, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they had already gotten wind of what had happened.

Aran and I are now in Agatha’s room as he looks at the items around the room. Some of which I had commanded two of my guards to pack into a box; including the cards and some memory sticks, whilst I had Jai take her laptop to pass to Atticus to see if there is anything else on it.

Aran has not said a word and I am waiting for him to start the conversation, and as important as this is, I am losing a lot of blood, but he looks too distracted to notice.

“It’s hard to believe,” he finally says, as he sighs heavily.

“It is… even I didn’t want to believe it,” I reply quietly.

“It has become exhausting. I knew Sebastian was a bad egg from the start.” He says

contemptuously. “Who knows how long he and Agatha were planning this, or if he was the one who manipulated his mother to do this?”

“I don’t think so. She was clearly in on this before Sebastian was even born, and she is also Gaultier’s biological mother. I’m assuming it was probably via surrogacy unless she has been pregnant more than once?”

“Another child… No, I think surrogacy makes sense. She has not been pregnant aside from with Sebastian. But she has been sick for a while. I would never have thought she’d be doing anything but enjoying her life and living in peace…”

“What exactly is she suffering with?” I ask.

“The doctors aren’t sure of the cause, but she was told to take it easy and not to take any pressure.” He says.

“Hmm, it might be true, but she definitely used it to appear more vulnerable,” I reply.

He nods as he looks around the room. “In all my years, this is the first time I am seeing this place. It was her space and I respected that, but to think she was sitting here and plotting…

He sighs again as he takes a book off the shelf.

“Will you win this, Zaia?” he asks quietly as he turns back to me.

“Yes, I will,” I say, and I don’t doubt it. I plan to win.

He nods before looking down at the book.

“Disappointing… End this once and for all. If you need anything from me, I am Kere. But I will understand if you’d rather I not be involved. Get your injuries checked.” With those curt words, he leaves the room.

I look around the room, deciding to go through the shelves just in case we missed anything. I take off my jacket and pull up my top, looking at the wound. It’s just on the side of my waist…

Stepping into the bedroom, I go to the closet and pull out a bedsheet. They’re still kept where they always used to be. I tear a long strip and

my vision spins, but I need to get

it off any longer… I glance at the lounge

“Hey.” He says.

every inch of Agatha’s lounge right now. I feel we might find something more

are you still

shift now, and then I’ll

but please let Val

See if Justin can get anything

but I want it recorded.”

I

“Yeah, I’m good…”

feel like you’re beginning

imagining it?” His voice is hesitant, but he knows the

me.

that, but keep trusting in good. It’s going to get better. We’re finding the

have no doubt about that,” I say with fierce confidence as I make my way down the stairs slowly. “I have worked too hard to fail. We have

waist. I’m in pain,

guards still around,

step out and one of the

shake my head, telling

into the shadows and dropping to my knees,

Fuck…

Ok, shift Zaia, focus…

nothing happens, frowning I try again. I can feel my aura surge forward,

too weak?

my mouth and look down at my stomach. I need to let Valerie take care of me. I’ve wasted enough time. It’s

out onto the road and call my guard, asking them to bring the car. I stand as straight as possible, refusing

… Alpha?”

Huh?

So tired…

is it cold? So

is shaking

“Zaia!”

“Dad?”

eyes, but I can’t… I

“Valerie, she’s unconscious!”

Dad…

not, I’m

being rushed inside and

operating table that Valerie was adamant she

orders to Dad before telling him to take

Good…

good hands

I can rest…