I Am The Luna

Chapter 0398

I smile at him, trying to fight back my tears and moving closer, I hug him tightly. He hugs me back, giving me a tight squeeze.

“Thank you.”

He pats my back before we move back, and I smile at him. This isn’t easy for him, and I appreciate him for trying for me.

“Well, I’ll let you carry on. I’ll head to bed. It’s been a long day,” he says, standing up.

I nod as he downs his coffee and I stand up too, to show him to his room.

“I just want you to know that if things ever get rough and you just need an ear to vent to I am still here and no, I won’t tell you to jump ship and leave him, but we all need someone to talk to at times.”

“Thanks, I’ll be holding you to that,” I say, showing him the room. “Oh, and don’t tell Zaia. I want to tell her myself.”

“I don’t really chit–chat with her unless necessary. I won’t tell her,” he says with a smirk.

I nod. “Alright,” I say, knowing it’s true, he’s taken a step back from Zaia, giving them both space, something that he needed to do for his own sake and for hers. I just wish he’d find his fated mate too… “G’night.”

“Goodnight,” he answers.

realising Zade has either left his phone or

didn’t hear him.

I peer outside to see the truck and the bike are both there too… strange. Maybe he went for a run or something. Deciding to shower, I look in my bags, thinking Zade saw all my things, including my lingerie…

in my bags, looking through what

eyes light up as I grab my phone, sooner or later

+15 BONUS

(End of flashback)

come out of my reverie and, tilting my head up, I kiss his lips softly, feeling the tingle on my lips. He stirs

the faint

we’ve just had breakfast, and I’m ready to leave for work. Atticus will be heading back home, too. Sebastian had called about a meeting, and I don’t know how Zaia will be breaking it to him, that it’s Zade who will be coming. Out

shoot, I forgot my phone.” I rush back into the bedroom just as I hear the doorbell ring.

that be? I pause, listening out when my

Atticus standing there, phone in hand, but his attention is on

eyes widen in horror as I realise that I

my heart flutter with extreme anxiety. I don’t

brave last night,

explains like I don’t fucking

slow motion as I rush over, the