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.

them, and shoving my hands into the pockets

need to fucking know. Aren’t you meant to be

due to the poison in the bullet, I am still not fully recovered, but I

fuck

on,” I shoot back coldly, about to

this doesn’t

of all fucking times they figured out

don’t react, cocking a brow. “Cameras? What

they understood the

ahead instead of being spied on all the damn

your shitty pack!” Gaultier snarls

him.

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

even more than me, able to mask his scent and heartbeat efficiently and I don’t

notified Gerard of this? It’s no small matter. If something has happened with the cameras, then we need

they can

has stopped,

going to tell him? That somehow, they found

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

you mean?”

mean our people in that pack. Maybe we do need to tell

say, just as

from to the left, making both men tense as he

of course…” Zade says,

he asks

this, Zaia…

cameras have been

Agatha?

up sharply, my heart thudding as I stare at

Mom?

must be

mind is spinning as Lawrence sighs

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

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

Lawrence looks at me.

and Gaultier’s so he can mind link her as they are family.” He says, almost as if wanting to see how I

What?

surprise to you, Sebastian?” Lawrence asks

head, although her betrayal feels like a punch in the gut. “No, I mean- yes, about Gaultier, but Mom belongs on our side.

good.”

How could she

is a fucking storm as I

in the safe house. My stomach churns and it’s taking my all not to react. I fucking pray

me and places his hands on my shoulder. “Now. How about the two of us have a little chat…”

have a question. If Mom is

He smiles.

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

I correct him and I fucking mean it because I don’t fucking deserve her. The memory of her touch,

don’t deserve

smile only widens as he pats my back, a move that irks

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