I Am The Luna

Chapter 0242

ZAIA.

“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.

to my car and decide that there is no point in delaying

deciding to tell him I’ll be late, as I have some things

“Zaia, all ok?”

but I will be a little late, I have something

this alone. You

just some things I need to do alone. “I’ll be fine.”

care of yourself.”

“I will.”

wave of

call.

thought enters my mind, and I almost

Zade want the Moon Dust? What could they possibly want with it that made him torture Mom for answers? They

where they

and I’m sure it isn’t simply, so I don’t get my

to be more to

Moon Dust, and I need to make

on it.

down on the

towards Dad’s pack.

the question never leaves my mind.

Why?

to be an

I lower the window,

pack is

if we check the trunk,

course,” I

the rules I set. I can’t

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gates,

approaches the car and lowers his head politely. “You shouldn’t be