Chapter 138
I Am The Luna
60. A Father or I Am The Luna Chapter 138 By Moonlight Muse
ZAIA.
He shrugs, looking at me as if I had just accused him wrongly.
âI donât know,â he says, feigning innocence as he turns when Sia comes into view. âSia is causing
problems.â
Mhmm, Iâm sure that is as far from the truth as possible.
Her long auburn hair is in a high ponytail, and sheâs all dressed and ready for the journey. Sheâs
wearing a tweed white dress with black collars and tights. On top of it, sheâs wearing a white fur coat
with a matching hat.
âMommy, he real-â she begins, but just then the doorbell rings, interrupting her. âDad!â Sia turns her
eyes, lighting up with excitement.
She runs to the door and so does Xander and I smile at Zion, who remains in his spot, despite the
excitement in his eyes.
âIâll go get your bags.â
He takes hold of my arm and tilts his head. âItâs Christmas. You should say hi at least, Mom.â
My heart skips a beat as I look into his piercing blue eyes, and I nod. âTrue, I will, donât you worry.â
I donât avoid him, but I need a moment to gather my emotions.
Itâs hard though. Looking at Sebastian makes my heart become a frenzy, surging with powerful and
intense emotions. I havenât seen him in a while, but Iâve noticed over the last two years, that every time
I see him, the pain and the bad memories no longer come to mind and that scares me because I donât
know how to react to that.
I know what it means⦠I have forgiven him, forgiven him for the broken trust.
It took me a lot of time to get to where I am now. After what happened, I was more closed off and was
always on edge. Far more paranoid than I thought I would be.
Even sending the children to school made me so anxious, although they had trusted guards on the
school premises throughout the day. Yet, I was still panicking and counting the hours until they got
home in the evening.
I would check if Zade was indeed still locked up, always double-checking the locks and the windows
several times before bed. The entire thing took a toll on me, but as the years passed, it became easier
and I began to relax.
Remembering better times when things were safe. We are safe, despite the issues with the humans,
we are doing ok. With the passing years, I began to remember the things I loved and the hobbies I had
cast aside.
Watching movies, reading, late-night walks⦠playing the violin, dancingâ¦
I found myself and despite the fact that I missed the man who has kept my heart captive all these
years; I have found the me that I can be proud of. The door is pulled open by Sia and the biting cold of
the blizzard hits me hard. The howling of the wind fills the room as Sia shrieks in excitement, hugging
her dad.
âDaddy! I missed you!â
âI missed you too, Princess,â Sebastianâs deep husky voice responds. My stomach flutters and I dare
look up at the man in the doorway.
Goddess, can a person get more handsome with every passing year? His black hair is brushed back,
with a single strand falling in front of his face. There are a few streaks of grey which were there the last
time I saw him, but they only add to his deadly charm. Thereâs a dusting of snowflakes over his
shoulders and head, too.
His eyes snap to mine, those piercing blue eyes take my breath away. They flash silver as they look me
over, head to toe, then back up until heâs gazing into my eyes once more.
There it is, that burning fire that makes me feel weak. I swallow hard, trying to remain composed, but
itâs hard.
Heâs wearing a black coat with grey fur around the hood. I can see heâs in black pants and black boots
underneath.
âDad! My bags are all packed!â Xander says, not wasting any time, eagerly wanting to leave as
Sebastian looks away from me, smiling faintly at our youngest. He kisses Siaâs forehead then kneels
down beside him, giving him a hug.
âHold your horsesâ son, we will leave soon, but the flight has been delayed.â
âHey, Dad,â Zion says as he walks over to his father.
âZion, hello son.â Sebastian pulls him in for a tight hug and I canât help but smile, seeing the three look
up at their dad with adoration and love.
The children love him, and he does a lot for them. I am so proud of the fact they have that strong bond
with him. âHow did your ice-skating gig go?â
âOh, piece of cake.â Zion winks, âI did ok.â
He had spontaneously joined in on a winter competition last week and placed first.
âMore than okay, he placed first,â I say, making them all turn to me.
My heart thuds, wishing I didnât speak as Sebastian tilts his head, walking past the children.
âI wouldnât expect anything less from our son,â he says, his voice dropping a few octaves. âHow have
you been, Zaia?â
I try to smile, but my lips tremble slightly, trying not to focus on the fact heâs closing the distance
between us.
âIâve been great. How about yourself?â I ask, internally kicking myself at how breathless I sound. Sia
giggles as Xander gags, crouching down by the door and scooping up snow.
Sebastian smirks arrogantly, almost as if he knows exactly how he affects me. Who am I kidding? Of
course, he does.
âEven better now,â he responds.
I wrap my arms around my waist and try to squash the sizzling tension between us. âYou said the flight
is delayed?â
He takes out his phone and nods. âIâm afraid so, but thereâs a snowstorm. I donât even know if the flight
will be taking off tonight,â he frowns.
âWhat?!â Xander exclaims, looking appalled.
âLetâs stay positive,â Sebastian says. â We will be updated soon.â
Sia smiles, âWell, either way, itâs ok, maybe weâll get to celebrate Christmas together, here.â She winks
at Zion, who nods his agreement.
âThat is, of course, if the snow just gets worse,â he adds.
These twoâ¦
âWeâll work something out,â Sebastian says.
If that happened, does that mean Sebastian will stay here? Panic rises in me, and I run my fingers
through my hair. How will I survive a few days in his presence?
Why am I acting like a giddy teenager? Itâs going to be fine, it will be fineâ¦
But I havenât been alone with just the kids with himâ¦
Goddess Zaia, you are a grown woman.
âWell, why donât you guys go to the lounge? I will get some hot drinks. I donât have any extra clothes,
but do you want to dry off?â I ask.
âIâll be fine, unless youâre ok with me walking around in a towel?â he responds.
My cheeks burn as the image in my head only makes me even more flustered. Xander gags again. âI
donât want to see Daddyâs hairy legs,â he grumbles, making the rest of us laugh.
Sebastian smirks as he cocks a brow, looking at our youngest.
âYou will be hairy one day too,â he replies as he walks over to him, picking up some snow, rolling it into
a small ball and tossing it at his head.
âNo, I wonât!â Xander replies with utmost confidence as he grabs the snow and tosses it at Sebastian.
âKeep the snowball fight outside,â I warn as Xander tosses some inside and I step back, and it narrowly
misses me.
âUnderstood,â Sebastian says as he steps outside. âWhoâs up for a snowball fight?â
âI am!â Sia says as Zion nods. He looks at me, but I shake my head.
âYou all enjoy, Iâll go make some hot drinks for when youâre done.â
He smiles, giving me a small nod. â Sure.â
That boy⦠Sometimes itâs like he knows something, or heâs up to something!
I make my way into the kitchen and close the door behind me, placing a hand to my chest, not realising
just how much it was pounding.
Goddessâ¦
I close my eyes but only Sebastianâs face remains, and I sigh, opening my eyes again.,
Well, I should put together a quick snack.
When is the flight delayed until, anyway?
Turning on the coffee machine, I take my phone out, checking the flights, but the moment I click on the
local airport website, a large message on a red banner glares back at me from the top of the page.
ALL OUTBOUND AND INBOUND FLIGHTS CANCELLED DUE TO STORM CLARA UNTIL FURTHER
NOTICE.
My eyes fly open, my heart thundering as I stare at the message. Storm Clara⦠Has it reached us
already? Thereâs no chance that theyâll be leaving for at least a few daysâ¦
I stare out of the kitchen window, looking at the wind that is getting worse, cooking up a blizzard, but
Iâm more concerned with what this meansâ¦
Sebastian will be around for a few days. How am I going to cope with being around him for so long?