53. A Moment to Reminisce or I Am The Luna Chapter 131 By Moonlight Muse
SEBASTIAN.
ONE MONTH LATER…
“What exactly does this mean for the world and for yourself, now that your real identity is no longer hidden?” The TV host asks Zaia who is sitting on the couch opposite, her legs gracefully crossed, showing off the smooth creamy skin of her leg.
She looks as breathtaking as ever, her hair is up in a sleek bun, and she is wearing a black fitted dress that only emphasises her sexy curves.
Black is all she’s worn for the last month as we buried countless people.
Jai…
It still doesn’t feel real, almost as if I’m waiting for him to walk through the door and say, ‘Did you really think you could get rid of me so easily? I don’t think so.’
Losing him, felt like I had lost a part of me… I regretted a lot, not telling him everything, putting him through so much…
I focus on the TV again, not wanting to delve in that dark train of thought.
“We were never hidden from the world. Many people who run this country and around the globe know of our kind and as long as we live by the rules like any other law-abiding citizen, then there is nothing wrong. My identity is more than the fact that I am a werewolf. I am still the same person,” Zaia replies politely.
For many, what happened was bizarre and traumatic, to witness the streets being torn apart like that, fighting and death in an otherwise peaceful town had caused a lot of tension between those same government officials and the leading alphas of surrounding packs who were meant to make sure everything ran smoothly.
Not to mention that there had been a few human casualties, too. But now that the world has become aware of us, it is our duty to make sure that things run smoothly from here on. Especially since we all know what fear and the unknown can drive a person to do.
“Do you feel that there is a risk that what happened might occur again? Many people lost their homes and lives. Can we really believe that werewolves are safe to have around us?”
I frown at the host’s question, but the red-head queen smiles gracefully and tilts her head, looking at the other woman, calm and collected as always.
“I don’t think there is a risk of it happening again, however, you ask if it’s safe for us to live amongst you, why not? I mean, there are killers, rapists, and terrorists who are human, but they do not define the majority of humans. Why are we any different?” Zaia counters.
The woman nods. “Fair point. However, the intense level of the battle that took place was not something small. The president said he will be rethinking the laws and perhaps werewolves will have to have a special identity tag.” 1
“Well, that is up for discussion. I am meeting with him next week…” Zaia continues.
I look down at the newspapers in front of me, frowning deeply at the headlines that are splashed across every page.
BEASTS LIVING AMONG US! ARE WE SAFE
GENETIC MUTATION? WILL WE SURVIVE?
KEITH HARRISON SPEAKS OUT – I WAS ATTACKED BY ONE OF THOSE MONSTERS
BILLIONAIRE BUSINESSWOMAN DAHLIA EL NAZARI FACES BACKLASH AS SHE CONDEMS DISCRIMINATION AGAINST WEREWOLVES.
I pick up the paper, skimming over the image that shows the powerful businesswoman trying to avoid the paparazzi. Sighing heavily, I toss the paper on the table. We may have ended the war amongst us, but the world is in an uproar.
Even Harrison was ready to drop out, but unlike his son, he had decided to go through with it, saying what Zaia did was for the good of all and he was willing to give her a chance – but he was lowering the promised amount. Although this angered me, Zaia had accepted it, saying we weren’t in the position to argue right now.
Zaia has been busy speaking out at press conferences, meeting with government officials and trying to come to an agreement where we don’t end up being treated like fucking criminals.
Whilst she tries to sort things with the humans, I’m dealing with more supernatural matters. The rogues needed assessing and assigning into packs. The pack in France was without an heir.
There were things that needed discussing. Zaia was currently the Alpha of three packs, but something she said last night keeps getting to me.
‘I will hand this pack back to you before I leave.’
Leave… she’s leaving…
But what more could I expect?
I run my fingers through my hair, my heart clenching.
Why is life so painful? Even though the threats are gone, there’s still so much left that needs tending to.
The Goddess’s words from that night echo in my mind, and I know I’ll hold them in my memories until the end.
‘Sebastian… you have done well, despite the path I forced you upon. Fight for her, wait for her and let her heal… A mate bond is sacred, and one that is between two strong wolves, it cannot waver… Heal child, you will see better times.’
I want Zaia, with everything I have, I want her in my life, in my arms until the end of fucking time but I also know I hurt her far too many times to ever think that it is possible, but then why do I keep hoping and why am I unable to control myself in her presence?
I run my fingers through my hair, watching as she counters the TV host’s questions with her own. She is the perfect person for this job. With her patience, kindness and confidence, she is able to control herself even when the questions become rough.
She kept going, from that day when it all ended…
Zade Toussaint is in prison. He hasn’t said a word since, and even when Zaia tried to get him to talk to her or during his trial, he said nothing. Simply sitting there in silence. Unreadable, emotionless, and simply silent.
I don’t know what he’s fucking playing at, but he will remain in prison for his crimes, Zaia had tried to get him to talk, she didn’t say it but I felt she wanted him to see that he was wrong but instead he has not cooperated.
Valerie is quiet. Even during Jai’s funeral, she didn’t say much aside from her farewell speech, keeping it short, yet it hit deep.
‘We will forever remember you. You were my hero, our hero and I don’t need to remind anyone of who you were because you were part of everyone’s life and now that you’re gone, we will all feel your loss…’ 2
We will, Jai was always there, by my side, and even when I went to the Sable it was hard not having him around. That one person you can trust and know will always have your back.
You will be missed, Jai…
I have yet to visit Agatha, and it is something I know I have been putting off, but honestly, I have nothing more to say to her, but what she did to my little princess-that’s something that makes my blood boil.
The best thing that came out of all of this is that my princess, Sia, is almost like another child. Of course, she’s still that loving sweet angel, but she now loves to run around, skip, dance, and sing.
Her face is always alight with the energy that she was once robbed of.
Zion? Well, that little sneaky one seems to know more than he lets on, but I am proud of him.
Although letting Zade live was something I am not happy about, it made sense… his men stood down the moment he was taken and the few who fought were arrested or killed.
Zaia and Valerie had a bigger heart than I did, and even though I know Valerie is hurting, the Goddess pairing her to Zade was sick. Even if she felt it’s the right thing to do, I wish it wasn’t so.
Atticus has been there for Valerie, and I have to admit, despite never liking him, he has done a lot for Zaia.
Dad and Hugh are both healing in their own ways. Hugh has divorced Annette and although she threw a big tantrum, she had no choice but to accept it. As for Annalise, she will remain in prison, and her child will be given to her mother until Annalise has completed her sentence.
And my child? As much as I yearn to touch her stomach and hear his heartbeat, Zaia has kept me at arm’s length. We only discuss work, and she has kept her walls up and I miss looking into her amethyst eyes that no longer meet mine…
“What are you doing, Daddy?!” Zion’s voice snaps me from my reverie, and I switch the TV off, flipping over the newspapers as his eyes fall on them.
He smiles at me almost as if he knows what they’re about and I cock a brow. ” I’m not doing much. What are you doing?” I ask as Sia peeps her head through the door. She giggles seeing me.
“We weren’t doing anything.” She says a little too quickly as Zion pokes his eyes out motioning with them at me.
“No, we weren’t. Mommy will be home soon, and we need to help her!” he says before he runs off. I frown, sitting back. Help her with what?
I know Zaia mentioned a dinner. I’m assuming that. She had asked if we could all be there. I’m not sure what the purpose is but I can’t deny that I wish if she had time for a dinner that she would also have time to talk things out with me.
Where exactly do we go from here? Now that the kids aren’t constantly being targeted, where will they attend school? She has mentioned making me Alpha of this pack once more, but the way she said it… I can’t deny that it sounded like she’s leaving and just the thought messes me up.
Sighing, I stare at the phone. The date sticks out and I realise why exactly she’s having this dinner… Even when she’s so damn busy, she’s thinking of others…
Well then, whether she likes it or not, I am going to have to be the one to get her to talk. No matter how hard that will be.
Tonight is the night.
