I Am The Luna

“I’m so sorry I’m late, the gifts were all taken to be checked before I was allowed in and there were so many…” she says, wringing her hand at the bags that she’s just placed on the floor.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” Sebastian asks, frowning slightly.

“I was invited by my daughter–in–law, it’s none of your business! Now where are my grandchildren?” she says, staring at the children. Her eyes well with tears as she rushes over and cups their faces. “My… oh my, it’s a mini–Sebastian and Zaia

you two made such beautiful children!

Sebastian and I exchange looks, and I can’t help but smile.

We really did.

Agatha showers both Zion and Sia with lots of kisses.

“I’m grandmother Agatha. You can call me Granny Aggy ok, your dad is my son. Will you remember that?” she gushes, kissing them both again.

“Aggy? Really?” Sebastian says, cocking a brow.

“I was thinking the same.” I giggle. Eggy.

“What did you just think?” Sebastian asks me, and I shake my head, feeling guilty.

He looks amused and winks at me, making me all giddy under his gaze. His dip to my lips before he forces himself to look away.

His eyes

“Ok, children? Granny Aggy?”

“Yes Granny, now please don’t cry, the house might get flooded,” Zion says. making Sebastian smirk.

“He’s right, Mom, calm down.”

“How can I calm down? These are my grandchildren! I love them more than I love you!” she sobs as she hugs them again.

“It’s ok Granny Aggy. We are always going to be together!” Sia says gently.

My heart clenches as Gerard’s words fill my mind and the reminder of her health weighs down on me.

I’m pulled out of my dark thoughts when Agatha hugs me tightly.

“Thank you, Zaia. For these beautiful children, for giving my foolish son another chance and for being the best daughter–in–law one could hope for.” She

whispers as she cups my face.

I smile at her and shake my head. “You don’t need to thank me,” I reply, giving het a kiss on the cheek.

She smiles happily as she looks between Sebastian and me before cupping his face.

“Keep her happy, always.” She smiles, the corner of her eyes wrinkling before. she slowly moves back.

“Come on everyone, we should go eat first. Zaia cooked everything.” Valerie declares as I offer Agatha a tissue. “Come on, kiddies!‘

Jai picks up Sia, as Zion motions Sebastian to follow.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Mom made too much for you,” he states.

Sebastian smirks. “Oh yeah? Well, I’ll join give me a minute.”

Zion nods before rushing off and I turn slowly, wondering if he wants to say something or if I should follow everyone else.

“Shall we-” I gasp when he grabs my arm, spinning me around and pushing me up against the wall behind me.

“Not so fast…” he growls dangerously. His voice is possessive and sexy as he cages me between his arms and I blow a strand of hair from in front of my face, in an attempt to move it back.

His eyes flicker as he slowly brushes it back, admiring my face.

“Oh? And why not?” I whisper.

His eyes are now burning silver and I know my own have changed too.

Because I fucking need a moment to show you how much I missed you.‘

My heart thunders and it’s not only from his words, but because he’s somehow telepathically communicating with me.

“How…” I whisper as he grips the side of my face.

‘You know the answer to that,‘ he murmurs once again as he closes the gap between us.

I look at him. The old tales suggest of a telepathic bond between mates, families- and packs where they could communicate without even speaking a word out loud.

Legend says that’s how they communicated in battle…

Is it truly happening between us?

It is…

This is another part of us that we have lost….

I focus on him, willing him to hear me.

“Then kiss me.‘ I try.

He smirks.

“With pleasure,” he whispers back.

I did it!

But the happiness of the moment is consumed with something far better, far more intense. And when his lips press against mine in a delicious, deep kiss. I am

his.

His body presses firmly against mine. One of his hands roam my body, before it settles on my ass, squeezing it hard as his tongue delves into my mouth and with it… A combustion of emotions.

Intense, powerful, full of love and possessiveness.

Emotions that belong to him… but through our bond I can feel them all… almost- no, not almost, but as if I am reading his mind…

“That is the true gift of fated mates.‘ he murmurs, his voice like a late–night melody, humming through me like magic…

Moonlight Muse Author

Thank you for reading! I apologise for the delay, I have some stuff going on in my personal life which has made everything super overwhelming and I am unable to find enough time to write as much as I do. And I always want to put quality out there. So thank you for your patience until life calms down a little.