I Am The Luna (Moonlight Muse) novel Chapter 31

I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse Chapter 31

A Storm

ZAIA. He unbuckles his belt sexily. Slow and teasingly. The thin strip of hair that travels from his belly button down past his belt and into his pants makes me swallow hard. His defined V and his abs are all drool-worthy.

He’s watching me with a hunger that I never thought I’d ever see again… One that makes me light-headed, but he’s playing on my emotions. I am not going to throw away everything I built for one taste of heaven and sin.

I twirl around, turning my back to him as my heart pounds. “You really lack common courtesy, Sebastian,” I scold icily as I stare out through the gaps in the blinds at the violent storm.

The fact that my babies are home alone without me is making me uneasy. I do need to return… if I set off- I gasp when his arm reaches past me, and he parts the blind, peering out.

“It’s bad.” He murmurs. “We might just have to wait it out.” “No,” I say, my gaze dipping down before I can stop myself, but he’s put on the sweatpants.

Thank the Goddess! My cheeks burn at the fact I had a look down. “Disappointed?” he asks in a husky growl. I roll my eyes.

“No, keep dreaming,” I reply before I look into those startling blue eyes, becoming serious. “I can’t wait it out. The children are home and with everything I’ve learned, I’m even more scared for them.”

He frowns and glances at the door. “I understand completely, with the Scotts back, perhaps you might have to use the window to get out…” He says, looking me over. I tilt my head, rather surprised at how fast he has agreed, but I’m grateful. I nod, hesitating as I look down.

“Think I could give you my number, so we can keep in touch? We need to figure this out without any secrets. I’ll get a second phone so we can’t be traced.”

He tilts his head as he crosses his arms, leaning against the wall, as his muscles flex.

“Is that even a question? However, I came prepared,” he says before he moves away from the window and walks to the briefcase that’s on the table and takes out a small simple phone. “My number is in there, and just keep it switched off when not using it,” he finishes, holding it out to me.

I nod, my gaze falling to how dangerously low those sweatpants are sitting. Goddess, does he have to torture me like that? He coughs, a glint of amusement in his eyes, and I frown, snatching the phone haughtily from him.

“This’ll do,” I say. I’m about to move past him to put the phone into my bag, when he grabs hold of my wrist, tugging me close. I glare up at him, but that amusement in his eyes remains.

“If you want to touch or look, feel free to do so,” he says, pulling my hand against his hard abs. Oh, goddess…

My heart thuds as I feel his firm skin beneath my fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me as he moves my hand slowly lower over the plains of his god-like body.

I can’t deny, no matter how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like a god and one that you would willingly worship.

Focus, Zaia. That cocky, infuriating yet sexy smirk of his is growing and I think it’s high time I remind him that I am not falling for him.

I soften my expression, pouting slightly as I slowly toss the phone. He passes me onto the bed and steps closer. My heart is going crazy and his scent is driving me nuts, I rake my eyes over him and for a moment I’m distracted by one of the necklaces that hang around his neck. A necklace I had purchased for him… years ago…

I look down, letting my hands run down, precariously close to the band of his sweatpants. His muscles tènse and I bite my lip.

“Are you enjoying that… Alpha?”

He’s about to reply when he narrows his eyes, a flicker of suspicion in them and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the hairs that travel downwards and yank on them hard.

“Fuck!” He hisses, cursing as he tries to keep his voice down as he pulls back. I cock a brow as I raise my hand level to my face, looking at the few hairs I managed to pluck between my fingertips.

“Oh dear, I think I was a little rough.” I pout, before I look at him, smirking at the deathly glare he’s giving me.

I let the hair go, dusting my fingers off as I pick up the phone and shove it into my bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners to find out who is behind all of this and why. Aside from that… we are nothing.” I say quietly.

The pain of a broken heart doesn’t vanish overnight, and I am not going to lower my walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and I twist my hair back, putting my wig back on.

“I’ve been doing my own research over the years and there are things I’ve discovered. I’ll share this with you at another time… however, my first priority is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your pack they must obey and not take her off. I know it’s unfair, but you know how to be a dick, right?”

“For you, yeah sure. What do you have in mind?” he asks icily, his voice now emotionless.

The s3xual tension between us has almost fully disappeared, but in its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond between us. I have to be selfish and protect my own heart first.

“There’s the ancient book of healing that talks of the healing powers of the moon. I know it’s possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely there must be some truth in it. I want you to buy me some time whilst I look into it.”

“Got it. Rest assured, I will not allow them to pull the plug.”

“Thank you,” I say quietly as I slip my jacket.

“Are you leaving?” he asks. I nod. “Yes, I need to get back,” I say quietly as I push the blinds up and slip my shades.

The weather is far worse than I thought. The rain is pouring down so fast that nothing is visible.