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
don’t need to fucking know. Aren’t you
to the poison in the bullet, I am
fuck off.”
fuck is going on,” I
this doesn’t involve you,” Zade
that now of all fucking times
a brow.
they understood the
step ahead instead of being spied on all the damn time.
shitty pack!” Gaultier snarls about to
him.
He warns him and I’m doing my fucking all to stop myself from bashing his fucking
I hear it, the extremely silent footsteps of Lawrence. He was freaking silent, even more than me, able to mask his scent and heartbeat efficiently and I don’t think he even realises I can sense him and that is something
Gerard of this? It’s no small matter. If something has happened with the cameras,
that they
has stopped,
yeah? What are we going to tell him? That
think they’ve discovered them?” Zade
do you mean?” I
pack. Maybe we do
we do,” I say, just
comes from to the left, making both men
Zade says,
what’s happened?” he asks them
this, Zaia…
possibly discovered Ms Agatha. All the cameras have been
Agatha?
sharply, my heart thudding as I
Mom?
it must be
mind is spinning
pack. See if you can
link her, and is this my mother?” I
Lawrence looks at me.
mind link her as they are family.” He says, almost as
What?
that a surprise to you, Sebastian?” Lawrence
punch in the gut. “No, I mean- yes, about Gaultier, but Mom belongs on our
good.”
How could she do this? Everything was a fucking
is a fucking storm as I try to keep myself
and it’s taking my all not to react. I fucking pray she has been. caught. I can’t risk her
to me and places his hands on my shoulder. “Now. How about the two of us have a little chat…”
“I do have a question. If Mom is captured, then
He smiles.
as Gaspard’s woman is. Your woman may have shot you, but I don’t think she will kill your mother,” he
because I don’t fucking deserve her. The memory of her touch, her body against mine, the feel of her lips… her
I don’t deserve
pats my
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