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

hopes up. Zade is not one who has a

I still need to try,” Dad replies with a heavy sigh before he hurries

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,

you’re fighting like

eyes flash as I grip his wrist and force his hand

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of your concern,‘ I say through

meet and

I say softly as Zion takes Sia’s hand, mumbling something to her that makes no sense to me, and she

says, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’m going to help mommy take care of our little

Sia’s other hand, and I glance at Sebastian who

at it, ignoring the pain in my chest, and place my hand hesitantly in his. The sparks course through me and his

to consume me.

squeeze, the warmth of his hand feels

don’t need him… but despite all the betrayals, he still offers me safety.

the children’s on my tummy

“One family, one pack… forever… and

a moment it’s just

sound of the shouting and the shooting fades away…

Zion’s, Sia’s… and the faint whisper of the baby within me.

end the suffering… help us heal our little angel. She has done nothing to suffer for

winter snow, without me having to worry

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

laugh as much as she wants without breaking