I Am The Luna

I hear the explosion go off, a signal for us too… as much as I thought I’d be alone, it’s wishful thinking. They sent Gaspard with me since he said he wants to get his pregnant woman out of here.

Annalise.

She sure played a good game, but the truth is there were so many more involved in their games than I had originally thought. I was right; she didn’t have the brains to be behind the entire kidnapping crap herself, and the worst part is I know Mom was the biggest instigator.

Gaspard’s hatred for me as we run through the tunnels that lead right into the Kings‘ Mansion is obvious.

He hates me as much as I fucking hate him. I wonder how they thought a team made of people who detest one another would ever fucking work.

I slowly let the time bomb I had hidden roll to the ground making sure it made no sound as we continue walking. It’ll go off when he sends the four squads this way.

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It sends a chill through me and when things are over, if I’m alive, I’m having a full assessment done underground to make sure there are no more secret

passageways.

Gaspard steps ahead as he keys in a code. He’s been here before and that irks me. I wonder how many times he just met up with Annalise after I sent Zaia away.

The door clicks open and I’m looking into a room that smells of Mom, her cinnamon tea and her love for roses… it’s a room that I barely saw in the past as it was her place, but it’s been ransacked, they’ve checked the room thoroughly, but they never discovered the secret passage…

Fuck.

The entrance swings shut silently and with the heavy bookshelf in front of it, it probably didn’t even feel hollow… smartly hidden entrance.

Gaspard smirks as he presses something on the watch he’s wearing.

“We better get moving.” He says, looking at me. I nod as we slip into the bedroom, Mom and Dad’s room.

Gaspard raises his gun, getting it ready and I glance at him.

“You are not to kill anyone in this home,” I command as I open the bedroom door.

Where is Dad?

“You care too much for the traitors.” He says quietly. I ignore him as we silently make our way down the stairs towards the back of the house. Although we are being watched, the urge to shoot Gaspard is fucking real.

I just need to get to Sia first, and then I will unleash hell.

They had given me a low dose of wolfsbane, and I had a feeling they would. They still don’t trust me and Gerard had tried to mind link a few minutes after I had drunk the juice.

I had kept my walls up, pretending I had heard nothing. A small amount of wolfsbane won’t work on me, but they didn’t need to know that.

Even in training, no matter how good I was, I never gave it everything I had, making sure they underestimated me.

‘Zaia?‘ I try to connect to her through the mind link. It’s more draining than usual, but not impossible.

Saying her name hurts… Almost like I don’t fucking deserve to…

‘Zaia, can you hear me?”

Fuck Little Fox, come on, hear me. Let me through.

But all I’m met with is a wall.

Dad… shall I try to mind link him? I’m not sure if it’ll work, but I don’t know who else I can try.

Jai… he’s an option too…

‘Dad, Jai, can either of you hear me?‘ I call through the link. ‘Dad. Jai!‘

‘Sebastian?‘ Dad’s voice comes. He sounds almost unsure, and his voice is as cold.

as it was from the start.

‘Dad, I need you to listen to me.”

“That time was gone. You really turned out to be your mother’s son… and for

someone who said they no longer saw me as their father, why call me Dad?‘ That stings, I won’t deny that, but right now, between Mom, Dad and Gerard, Dad is the only one I would call family…

‘Because right now you are the only family I have.‘ I say quietly. ‘Even though I know I am not the son you wanted… I don’t know if you see my children as your grandchildren, but Sia was poisoned by Mom- or should I say the witch Agatha… They tried to kill my son and I don’t even know why. Sia is dying Dad, if not for me, think of it as helping a child. One who has done no wrong to anyone.‘

He sighs heavily. ‘My son would not be a traitor… My son would not leave his family and run. When Agatha wanted you to marry Cara, I wanted you to bring Zaia back, bring your children back… but even though she changed her mind about Cara, you brought Zaia back. You still hurt her. I detest the likes of you.‘