I Am The Luna

Coming H ZAIA. | look in the mirror, feeling all jittery and nervous. Two and a half hours have passed, and | am all ready. | managed to have the food ready, showered myself, dressed the children, set up the welchbanner and balloon and finally got dressed myself. | like how | look. I think so will Sebastian...

| blush again as | touch my volumised curls. | have smoky eyes and matt red lips which | have paired with a backless, long-sleeved shimmering black dress. It reveals my legs and hugs my figure. Two glitter silver straps cross. my back and I'm wearing black heels.

| know | went all out like I'm going on a date, but this is going to be a special night and even more so since we'll all be together. “Look at you,” Valerie teases as | walk down the steps, makingblush all over again. ” Someone looks an absolute catch. | wonder why She’s not in her wheelchair and although she doesn’t go for too long, | like that she is walking, but I'm glad she also knows her limits. Being a doctor, she is responsible.

She’s wearing black pants and a satin blue top that has a slight plunging neckline. | pout. “It's nothing much,” | mumble, staring at my sparkling nude nails. It is a bit much...but | wanted to dress up for him...

“It's not much she says.” Valerie.teases, givinga quick hug. “And what about you? You look stunning yourself!” | say, admiring her once more, just as Sia runs over.

“Thanks, Zaia, I'm still thinking of a good revenge nfor you, payback for earlier - don’t think you're off the hook!” she says, makingchuckle.

“I'll be waiting!” | reply as we step back, and | look down at Sia in her gorgeous pastel pink dress. “Oh, wow Mommy, you look beautiful,” Sia says, cupping her cheeks. | crouch down and hug her gently. “So do you, my beautiful princess.” “They're here!” Valerie whispers. My heart skips a beat Elion comes rushing out with the party poppers.

“Daddy is home!” The four of us stand there, side by side as the door opens and the two men step inside as Valerie and Zion let off the party poppers. “WELCHOME!” The three of them, along with Jai, shout, but I'm unable to speak.

Sebastian's eyes are fixed on me, those piercing blue eyes meet mine, he’s obviously cleaned up, fresh trim, clean clothes consisting of smart pants and a white shirt, holding his jacket over his shoulder, his other hand in his pocket as his eyes slowly look down trailing over me.

They linger on my breasts and legs, almost as if he’s undressingwith his eyes and imagining what he wants to do with me...

The moment is broken suddenly when Zion and Sia rush to Sebastian, breaking our eye contact. “Daddy! Daddy, you're back!” Zion says as Sia hugs his leg.

Sebastian looks down and a faint smile crosses his gorgeous features, and he crouches down, pulling them both close, a hand on the back of their heads. “I'm back.” He says. “Sorry, | took so long. Have you two been good?” “I'm always good,” Zion says confidently, makingsmile as Sia nods. “I was good too.” She says, wrapping her arms around his neck. He kisses her cheek. “I knew you were. | was more concerned about Zion.” “Daddy! | was good!” Zion protests making Sebastian chuckle. How many times do we have to be apart? Why can’t we just live a life without fear of something going wrong or something happening to someone? “Hey there, beautiful ladies,” Jai says as he comes over to us. “Looking good Valerie, looking good Zaia.” He whistles.

| see Sebastian frown at him as he stands up carrying the two kids and comes over to us, giving Valerie a nod before he looks down at me. “Are you not happy to see me? You didn’t welcme home,” he says, makingbite. my lip.

His tone is serious, yet seductive. Those piercing eyes burn into me, and | open my mouth to reply when he leans closer, his lips grazing my ear.

“Of course...” | reply breathlessly. Why does he consme so? His scent dizzies It's an addiction, an intoxication that devours me.

“I'll await my real welctonight.” His husky growl makes a shiver of delight rush up my spine, and | bite my lip at his words as my eyes flutter shut.

The tingles | feel from his touch rush throughtantalizingly. His lips graze my jaw before they meet the corner of mine.

“You look ravishing, my Alpha Queen,” he growls quietly, and | turn my face, needing a taste of his lips against mine.

My breath hitches as every sound fades away and he kissespainfully slowly, almost as if he’s trying to control himself.

“Sebastian!” Reality suddenly returns, tearing us from one another and I step back, realising the kids are giggling. The sound now fills my ears and | turn to see Agatha standing there laden with gifts. She looks a little teary but otherwise happy. “I'm so sorry I'm late, the gifts were all taken to be checked before | 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 | exchange looks, and | can’t help but smile. We really did. Agatha showers both Zion and Sia with lots of kisses.

“I'm grandmother Agatha. You can callGranny 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.” | giggle. Eggy. “What did you just think?” Sebastian asks me, and | shake my head, feeling guilty.

He looks amused and winks at me, makingall giddy under his gaze. His eyes dip to my lips before he forces himself to look away. “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 | calm down? These are my grandchildren! | love them more than | 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 hugstightly.

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

She smiles happily as she looks between Sebastian andbefore cupping his face. “Keep her happy, always.” She smiles, the corner of her eyes wrinkling before she slowly moves back.

“Con everyone, we should go eat first. Zaia cooked everything.” Valerie declares as | offer Agatha a tissue.

“Con, kiddies!” Jai picks up Sia, as Zion motions, Sebastian to follow. “Mom made too much for you,” he states. Sebastian smirks. “Oh yeah? Well, I'll join givea minute.” Zion nods before rushing off and | turn slowly, wondering if he wants to say something or if | should follow everyone else.

“Shall we-“1 gasp when he grabs my arm, spinningaround and pushingup against the wall behind me.

“Not so fast...” he growls dangerously. His voice is possessive and sexy as he cagesbetween his arms and | 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?” | whisper. His eyes are now burning silver and | know my own have changed too. ‘Because | fucking need a moment to show you how much | missed you." My heart thunders and it’s not only from his words, but because he’s somehow telepathically communicating with me.

“How...” | 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... 2 Is it truly happening between us? It is...

This is another part of us that we have lost... 1 | focus on him, willing him to hear me. “Then kiss me." | try He smirks.

“With pleasure,” he whispers back. | 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. | 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 | am reading his mind...

“That is the true gift of fated mates.” he murmurs, his voice like a late-night melody, humming throughlike magic...