I Am The Luna

Chapter 119

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 119

An Exchange
SEBASTIAN.

All I see is the look in her eyes as she raised the gun and shot me.

I’ve lost her.

She will never forgive me, and why should she?

I brought this on myself…

The same thoughts circle my mind, slamming me with the brutal truth of what I have done.

Spinning, screaming, and shouting as they whirl around my head; and there’s nothing I can do but accept it.

I was close to death after she shot me, but Gerard refused to let me die, although both Gaultier and Zade didn’t mind if I did.

All I remember was Gerard saying he would not let me die and if anything happened, they would all suffer the consequences.

I now stare out at the moon through the skylight. Night has fallen, but it’s just another painful day gone. Another day that I am haunted by the memories of the Alpha Queen shooting me without any hesitation.

I deserved that.

There was a moment she was shocked… but it was just a secondary reaction. She didn’t turn back as she left the room, but I shouldn’t be expecting anything, anyway. When the one who pushed her to this was none other than me.

How many times have I betrayed her trust? Far too many times.

I know that… but then why do I sit here thinking of her day and night? With every day that passed I realised that, that I don’t think I could live without her. Which doesn’t matter anyway, this isn’t about me…

The guilt of every fucking stupid decision I’ve made, the regret of every fucking time I’ve caused her pain, claws at me. Ripping me apart with guilt and regret from the inside.

She deserves so much fucking better. Yet I know that she loved me, and I destroyed her faith in me repeatedly. I can feel my wolf’s agony inside of me, his anguish at the fact I do not have her nearby. 1

I don’t deserve her, not anymore… she was too good for me from the start… and although I thought I did good, all I did was fucking hurt her.

I’ll never forget the way her lavender eyes were full of pain.

My head drops as I feel the stinging in my eyes as my vision blurs.

Why did I always fuck up even when all I want is the best for those I love?

“What is going on?!” Gaultier’s distant snarl makes me look towards the doors. Something must have happened…

I stand up, silently making my way to the door and open it. They’re probably watching me in this room, anyway.

I try to be careful, but I also know they will never fully trust me, regardless. Gaultier slams his fist into the wall as Zade growls at him.

“Calm the fuck down. We can’t let…” he trails off when he sees me.

I ask, walking over to them, and shoving my

to fucking know. Aren’t you meant to

although due to the poison in the

so fuck off.”

ask Gerard what the fuck is going on,” I

doesn’t involve you,”

think it’s strangely fucking coincidental that now of all fucking times they figured out the cameras?” He spits, now looking

don’t react, cocking a brow.

they understood

a step ahead instead of being spied on all the

snarls about to

him.

the fuck down.” He warns him and I’m doing my fucking all to stop myself

able to mask his scent and heartbeat efficiently and I don’t think

Gerard of this? It’s no small

they can

has stopped, he’s

What are we going to tell him? That somehow, they found out?” Gaultier

do you think they’ve discovered them?” Zade says

do you

Maybe we do

say, just as Lawrence begins moving

is no maybe to it.” hist voice comes from to the left, making both men tense as

course…” Zade says, lowering

happened?” he asks

this,

have been pulled.” Zade

Agatha?

my heart thudding as I stare at

Mom?

must

mind is spinning

go to the borders of the pack. See if you can mind link

mind link her, and is this my mother?” I ask. The words are like

Lawrence looks at me.

Gaultier’s so he can mind link her as they are family.” He says, almost

What?

that a surprise to you,

Gaultier, but Mom belongs on our side. She’s always been my greatest cheerleader, to know that even

good.”

doesn’t. How could she do this? Everything

a fucking storm as I try to keep

and it’s taking my all not to react. I fucking pray she has been. caught. I

says as he walks over to me and places his hands on

question. If

He smiles.

Gaspard’s woman is. Your woman may have shot you, but I don’t

deserve her. The memory of her touch, her body against mine, the

don’t

pats my back, a

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