I Am The Luna

Chapter 0291

Sebastian crouches down. “So, any ideas about how this would work?”

“I guess. Just do what feels right?” I suggest, remembering how the Moon Dust worked similarly. “Through touch, like when I touched Atticus and Valerie.”

I slowly reach down and begin to unwrap the bandages I had wrapped around my stomach beneath my top.

Zion nods. “We must make it all better… but Mommy, you can’t be angry at Daddy.”

I’ll try not to be. Although to Zion, I simply nod.

Right now, all I care about is making sure Sia will be alright.

“Fuck! Your twin is on a fucking mad rampage.” Jai growls.

Dad frowns, clearly having heard his words.

“Make sure you don’t engage him! He’s powerful.” I warn as Sebastian nods in agreement.

“I will go. Do you trust Aran with the children?” he asks, not bothering to ask via the mind link.

I look at Aran, who glares at Dad and nod. “Yes, he is their grandfather, and I know he’ll take care of them,” I say softly.

Aran looks at me and gives me a small nod. I do trust him. Turning back to Dad, I shake my head. I don’t like this idea. “But Dad…”

“I need to seei

my son…

I can get through to him,” Dad

keep my hopes up. Zade is not one who

still need to try,” Dad replies with

says, his gaze dipping to my stomach before it turns cold when it falls on my waist. He moves forward, pulling my top a little higher, examining my bandage over my wound, his hand brushing my breast.

fighting like

grip his wrist and force his hand away from me.

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concern,‘ I say through the link.

eyes meet and

I say softly as Zion takes Sia’s hand, mumbling something to her that makes no sense to me, and she nods as both step forward, placing their hands

with excitement. “I’m going to help mommy take care of our little baby.”

other hand, and I

The sparks course through me and his hand

to consume me.

hand a gentle squeeze, the warmth of his

but despite all the betrayals, he

close my eyes, placing my hand over the children’s on my tummy and Sebastian places

softly. “One family, one pack… forever… and

shut and for a moment it’s just

sound of the shouting and the shooting fades

heartbeat… Mine… Sebastian’s, Zion’s, Sia’s… and the faint whisper of the

us heal our little angel. She has done nothing to suffer for

run through the winter snow, without me

that she enjoys, but she can’t

as much as she wants without breaking