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…

through to him,” Dad says.

wouldn’t keep my hopes up. Zade is not one who has a heart.”

try,” Dad replies with a

before it turns cold when it falls on my waist. He moves forward, pulling my top a little higher, examining

fighting like this?” he snarls.

as I grip his wrist

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concern,‘ I say

meet and

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 on my

her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’m going

Sia’s other hand, and I glance at Sebastian who holds his hand out to

pain in my chest, and place my hand hesitantly in his. The sparks course through me and his hand tightens around mine. I can feel his eyes on me, but I don’t look

to consume me.

hand a gentle squeeze, the warmth of his hand feels

him… but despite all the betrayals, he still offers me safety. He’s….

hand over the children’s on my

Zion says softly. “One family, one pack… forever…

moment it’s just me and my

sound of the shouting and the shooting fades

feel at peace… I can hear each heartbeat… Mine… Sebastian’s, Zion’s, Sia’s… and the faint whisper of the

help us end the suffering… help us heal

her run through the winter snow, without me having to

part in dance sessions that she enjoys, but she can’t because

as she