I Am The Luna

The cameras in your shitty pack!” Gaultier snarls about to shove me when Zade intercepts him.

“Hey… man, calm the fuck down.” He warns him and I’m doing my fucking all to stop

myself from bashing his fucking face in

That’s when I hear it, the extremely silent footsteps of Lawrence. He was freaking silent, even more than me, able to mask his scent and heartbeat efficiently and I don’t think he even realises I can sense him and that is something I don’t plan to let

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“I would listen to him, and have any of you notified Gerard of this? It’s no small matter. If something has happened with the cameras, then we need to let him know

Not that they can do anything.

Lawrence has stopped, he’s listening.

“Oh yeah? What are we going to tell him? That somehow, they found out?” Gaultier

asks coldly.

“Wait… do you think they’ve discovered them?” Zade says suddenly.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Fuck. I mean our people in that pack. Maybe we do need to tell Gerard and Father right now,” Zade says suddenly.

“Not maybe, we do,” I say, just as Lawrence begins moving again.

“Sebastian is right, there is no maybe to it.” his voice comes from to the left, making both men tense as he steps into the light

“Yes, of course. Zade says, lowering his head.

“Now what’s happened?” he asks them coldly

You got this, Zaia destroy them

“They have possibly discovered Ms Agatha. All the cameras have been pulled.” Zade says, making my blood run cold.

Agatha?

I look up sharply, my heart thudding as I stare at him.

Mom?

No, it must be some other….

My mind is spinning as Lawrence sighs heavily.

“Gaultier, go to the borders of the pack. See if you can mind link her.” He commands, and he nods before he walks off.

“What do you mean mind link her, and is this my mother?” I ask. The words are like poison in my mouth.

Lawrence looks at me.

“Yes, she is and Gaultier’s so he can mind link her as they are family.” He says, almost as if wanting to see how I react to it.

What?

“Is that a surprise to you, Sebastian?” Lawrence asks keenly.

I shake my head, although her betrayal feels like a punch in the gut. “No, I mean- yes, about Gaultier, but Mom belongs on our side. She’s always been my greatest cheerleader, to know that even now I am making her proud feels… good.”

No, it fucking doesn’t. How could she do this? Everything was a fucking lie…

My mind is a fucking storm as I try to keep myself together.

Zaia let her near the children. She’s been in the safe house. My stomach churns and it’s taking my all not to react. I fucking pray she has been caught. I can’t risk her near the children or around Zaia.

“It’s all for a good cause,” Lawrence says as he walks over to me and places his hands on my shoulder. “Now. How about the two of us have a little chat…”

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“Sure,” I say. “I do have a question. If Mom is captured, then what? Will she be safe?”

He smiles.

“As safe as Gaspard’s woman is. Your woman may have shot you, but I don’t think

she will kill your mother,” he smiles.

“She isn’t my woman.” I correct him and I fucking mean it because I don’t fucking

deserve her.

The memory of her touch, her body against mine, the feel of her lips… her scent….

No, I don’t deserve her.

His smile only widens as he pats my back, a move that irks me deeply.

“Well, regardless, she is the mother of your children, and you must respect her,

right?”

“We are on opposite sides, and we are nothing to one another,” I reassure him.

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