I Am The Luna

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 47

Chapter 47 A Few Answers

An hour has passed, and she’s not awoken. Hugh is a jerk and what pissed me off is that he wants me to explain everything first, and I do, leaving only a little out.

What I don’t mention is the fact that I contacted Zaia or anything to do with our run-in back when she had her promotion dinner. Neither do I mention how we plan to work together, instead I say I wanted to work on the deal with her to get her to listen. I had broken in.

We are both silent as a doctor comes in and carries out some checks. Once he leaves, Hugh looks at me scathingly.

“I can have you arrested for trespassing.” “From everything I just told you, is that all that stuck in your mind?” I ask coldly.

He frowns. “Yes. Stay away from my daughter… Even if you did things for her, you still hurt her. I feel you really are losing your common sense and becoming a beast that should be contained within.” He sneers as he stands up and crosses his arms.

Ass. “Annalise was never kidnapped… however… Did you find out where the money was transferred from? Zaia would never do something of the sort. She is like her mother in that department. They may talk harshly at times, but they have… good hearts.” He finishes off curtly, clearly not wanting to discuss his ex-wife.

We really aren’t that different. But it makes me wonder why they even split, from what I know and have seen; Annalise’s mother is nowhere as pretty as Zaia’s mother. So, what did he see in her that made him leave his mate?

I’m one to talk. I casually dated Annalise although Zaia had caught my eye before her. I observe him as I ponder over his words.

“I did try to check, but there was no sign of a security breach on her account or anything, almost as if it was done from her computer or phone itself.” I shake my head. It still baffles me.

“Then perhaps someone who possibly has access to those devices and is always around her.” He says, glaring at me.

I frown back. “And since your daughter wasn’t kidnapped, it has to be someone working with her.” I counter coldly.

He irks me. He raises an eyebrow. “She may be my daughter, but I am not the one who chose her over Zaia.” He says, striking where it hurts. “I already told-”

“Yeah, yeah, you told me why you did what you did. Fix up that arrogance, Sebastian, or you will turn out to be as bitter, arrogant, and hated as your father.” He says.

He really does hate him… “And is he the reason you have always resented me? My father?” I ask quietly as I stand up. He doesn’t reply, clenching his jaw and turning his head away sharply. I frown. “Is it?” I push. “Answer me, Hugh.”

“The apple never falls far from the tree.” He replies as I walk over to him, stopping a metre or so away. “Yet every apple of the same tree doesn’t taste the same. I am not my father and if it’s any consolation to you, he can’t stand me either. Especially since Zaia left.” Hugh cocks a brow.

“I highly doubt that.” “The Blood Born; I’ve told you everything. Now it’s your turn.” I say sharply. He isn’t getting out of this one. He frowns as he looks at the bed. “It’s just…

things like that don’t exist. It’s just… a fluke.” I almost laugh and cock a brow. “A fluke? You know what, it doesn’t matter if you think it’s a fluke or not, someone is firmly of the belief that she is Blood Born.

So, we need to know what that means and if you know anything, then tell us because it might just help us figure out who is behind all of this.” I say.

“He’s right, Dad.”

We both turn sharply to the bed, where Zaia’s eyes are now open, and I rush to her side instantly.

“Zai-”

“Zaia, you’re awake,” Hugh says, pushing me aside as he takes her hand. I growl menacingly, letting my displeasure be known but allow him to step forward. Simply because I fucking need that information.

“Yeah, good as ever,” she says, smiling at her father, but her eyes flit to mine. Her heartbeat quickens, and I see Hugh’s eyes flicker with irritation. “So where were we? The quicker I tell you, the quicker you can leave.”

I almost snort. I’ll leave when I want to. “When you were born, I did think I had seen the symbol… and so, I did my research…. But it’s… it’s far too outlandish to even consider.”

“We’ll decide that. Just spit it out.” I snarl. Zaia tilts her head as she looks at me, and I cock my brow. “Am I wrong? He’s obviously dragging this out because he doesn’t want to tell us.”

Her cheeks burn a little, but she doesn’t reply, looking away. “You are insolent.” Hugh hisses. “Fine! All I know is that they say Blood Born are here to purge the disbelievers. Those who have turned away from their Goddess. See?

Foolish! Tell me, what does that make Zaia, someone who will carry out judgement simply for evolving in life?” I glance at Zaia. It isn’t so far-fetched… she is a little more in touch with her wolf side and beliefs…

“What if it’s a misconception? I mean, I don’t think anyone deserves to be… purged. But what if I just need to show people that we need to embrace our wolves the way we once used to the children! Dad, where are the children?” She jolts upright. “There was a threat, my babies-”

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“They’re safe Zaia, calm down. I had your mother, and the children escorted to a safe place where they are extremely secure. I can’t let you speak to them so as not to give their location away, but I give you my word they are safe.”

She relaxes a little and I just wish it was me who was able to keep them safe. I keep failing… Does it mean the enemy is within the walls of my pack?

“Thank the goddess…” She relaxes and her father forces her to lie down again. “I don’t know much else about the Blood Born… but there are usually three in existence at once. Each one stands for one point of the triangle. Each one holds a different ability… or so it says…

He doesn’t believe a word he’s saying and probably thinks it’s a sick prank. But I believe it, there’s something going on and I don’t know why, but if there’s three… Could it be another Blood Born behind this? 3

It would make sense why they know about it But what incentive could they have? “Thank you for sharing that, Father…” Zaia says. She’s frowning thoughtfully too. “You have some explaining to do.” He mutters to her.

She nods before she glances at me. “Did you see him? The attacker, I’ve seen. the uncensored video footage. You were trying to get his helmet off. Did you manage to see anything?” Hugh asks.

She glances at me, then back to him, her heart thumping, before she shakes her head. “I’m afraid not.” She says quietly.

“Dammit!” Hugh says, losing his calm for a moment. It’s obvious he hoped she had. “So, you risked your life for nought!”

“She tried. Leave her alone.” I say coldly. He pinches the bridge of his nose and nods. ” I know… I know. I’m just angry he got away.” He sighs heavily.

“Can I have a word alone with Sebastian, Dad?” she asks him. His frown deepens before he glares at me, Behave like a man and not a beast.” He snarls as he walks past me. That’s up to me.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes and when the door shuts behind him; I look down at Zaia, taking a seat beside her.

“Sorry about that. He riles me up.” I say. “Mhmm, and what are you doing here?” she asks. “Your father called, believe it or not. He found the note you were given.” I say quietly.

“And he wanted to know what happened… that’s what he meant…” She closes her eyes and sighs. “It’s fine, he’ll get over it. He just doesn’t like me. Guess I’m too much of an animal for them.”

Asshat of a Toussaint. She smiles as she sits up. I instantly place my hand on her waist, tugging her up gently, as I look down at her bandaged shoulder.

“Black Beast… you got that name for a reason.” She says softly, tilting her head. “Yeah, although I don’t think your father sees that as an achievement.” She looks at me, and the way her eyes are raking over me is doing things it shouldn’t do to me, not here…

“You know that was one of the things I always liked about you… that animal side of you… Not only is it sexy, but it showed who you were…” she whispers, her cheeks flushing. “Oh, yeah?” I question as I lean closer to her, cocking a brow.

Our eyes meet, and her heart is racing wildly. “Yeah… Where others saw you as a dangerous beast, I relished in that behaviour … that possessiveness and that dominance. I didn’t marry anyone, I married an alpha, one who is a beast. And one I want to be ravished by.” she says.

I cock a brow, a smirk crossing my lips as I reach over and grip her chin between my fingers. “Only that last part… wasn’t in past tense…”

Her heart pounds, her eyes flying open as she realises what she just said. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“I…”

“I don’t mind ravishing you either, princess …” I murmur. Her gaze flutters to my lips when her expression drops, and she looks up at me. “Bastien… I lied.”

“Lied?” I ask. “Bastien… I lied.”

“Lied?” I ask. “I saw his eyes before he shot me… I saw his eyes.” “Did you recognise him?” I ask sharply. ”

Tell me.” This is a major clue! “Blue, he had blue eyes… and at first glance

… I thought it was you.”