I Am The Luna

“Do you blame me? So many people have betrayed me. I can’t rely on blind faith now,

can I?”

“I get that, but keep trusting in good. It’s going to get better. We’re finding the

answers we need, Zaia. We will win.”

“We will. I have no doubt about that,” I say with fierce confidence as I make my way

down the stairs slowly. “I have worked too hard to fail. We have suffered enough.”

I clutch my waist. I’m in pain, and it’s just getting worse…

I reach the front door. There are a few guards still around, and Aran is talking to one

of them. I give him a nod as I step out and one of the men asks me if I need a lift.

I shake my head, telling them I’m fine.

I leave the mansion grounds, slipping into the shadows and dropping to my knees,

groaning at the pain that is throbbing through me.

Fuck…

Ok, shift Zaia, focus…

I concentrate but nothing happens, frowning I try again. I can feel my aura surge

forward, but I’m not shifting!

Damn, is it because I’m too weak? No, I have enough energy…

I cough the taste of blood in my mouth and look down at my stomach. I need to let

Valerie take care of me. I’ve wasted enough time. It’s definitely poisoned or it

wouldn’t be getting worse. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I stagger to my feet, picking up my phone, I walk out onto the road and call my

guard, asking them to bring the car. I stand as straight as possible, refusing to show

anyone how weak I’m suddenly feeling as I wait for my ride to get here…..

Alpha?”

Huh?

So tired…

Why is it cold? So cold…

Someone is shaking me… I think…

“Zaia!”

“Dad?”

I try to open my eyes, but I can’t… I feel someone lift me from the car.

“Valerie, she’s unconscious!”

Dad…

I’m not, I’m here… just tired…

I can feel myself being rushed inside and placed on something firm…..

The operating table that Valerie was adamant she needed….

I can hear Valerie giving orders to Dad before telling him to take care of the children

Good…

I’m in good hands too…

I can rest…

I relax, allowing myself to succumb to my exhaustion.

VALERIE.

your gross hands off her,” Jai growls at Atticus.

“Hmm, I don’t really want to.” Atticus counters arrogantly.

“Shush you two,” I whisper as I enter the room, looking across at Atticus, who is

sitting beside Zaia. Jai is pissed because he’s caressing Zaia’s hair, but I can’t blame

him. He does love her…

“I’m awake.” Zaia hums, her voice hoarse, although her eyes remain closed.

“Fuck,” Jai mutters.

“I heard everything. Be nice.” Zaia says. “Did I faint?”

She now opens her eyes and looks at me. She’s pale, but she’s recovering.

I nod, my heart thumping at what I need to say.

“Yeah, and you lost a lot of blood. But you’re ok… that’s the important thing.. can I have a word with you alone?” I whisper.

“Just mind link, since you have figured out how,” Jai grumbles.

I frown at him. “The bullet was poisoned. She can’t mind link right now.”

“So that’s why I couldn’t shift.” She sighs.

“I’m not sure…” I say, looking between them.

“Hmm?” Zaia now frowns.

“What is it, Valerie?” Atticus asks, concerned.

“Like I said, I want to speak to Zaia alone,” I repeat.

“It’s ok, Val, they can hear it, or Jai will not be pleased.” She jokes lightly. She’s still in pain, but she’s so brave.

I close the door behind me, glancing over at Atticus. I need to somehow tell Zaia the truth about Sebastian but at the same time. I know I’m just going to hurt my

brother too..

But after what I just discovered, she needs to know Sebastian isn’t who she thinks

I take a deep breath as I look at her.

“I have some news. You’re pregnant.”