I Am The Luna (Moonlight Muse) novel Chapter 115

37 Another Betrayal  or I Am The Luna Chapter 115 By Moonlight Muse
ZAIA.

She’s not expecting me to say that. All colour drains from her face and her heart thumps.

harder as she looks at me and our eyes meet before she looks away, trying to compose herself, but it’s futile.

“Z-Zaia! Sit down dear, you are just confused-”

“I’m not Agatha. I’m not. I know the truth, and for someone who pretended to love her grandchildren… you sure did ruin Sia’s life!” I snap, my eyes blazing.

“How can you blame me? Zaia, are you out of your mind!” she exclaims, her gaze flitting to her lounge door.

“Am I? I know everything. Your game is over Agatha.” I don’t have time for this. I just don’t.

“Ok ok let’s go downstairs, we can talk about this, ok, let’s talk about this.” she fumbles, but it’s the glance towards the lounge door again that makes me uneasy.

“Open that door,” I order.

“So, you can ruin my safe place? You are unhinged, I’m worried for you Zaia, Let-”

Alright fine.

I push past her, slamming my shoulder into the door, putting all my strength and power into it.

“Zaia!”

The sound of splintering wood fills the air before I push the door open, ripping the frame off from one side.

“ZAIA ENOUGH!” Agatha growls. She grabs my arm, her grip surprisingly strong as she tries to stop me.

I pull away, step into the room, and look around.

It has shelves around the room, most holding ornaments and books, as well as a few pictures. There’s a lounge chair to the side and what

doesn’t exactly fit in the room is the small desk that sits in the corner with a closed laptop in the very Centre.

“Zaia! How dare you act so rudely and disrespectfully? Don’t forget that I am your mother-in-law!”

I ignore her as I walk over to the desk. There’s also a printer, headphones, a pot of pens, a cardholder and-“Zaia!”

But I’m unable to look away from the cardholder. My heart thumps as I pick one of the square cards up, staring down at it. It’s a plain card but that distinct finish… one I have seen so many times. One that always created a sickening threat.

My stomach sinks as I pull open the laptop and there it is.

The screen shows several cameras around the pack all live and I turn sharply; staring at Agatha, who rushes to my side, pulling me away as she slams the laptop shut, but I don’t move.

“You were the one behind the notes and the cameras. You were the one close enough to do it all…”

Her face drops, and she looks at me. “You are making a grave mistake, Zaia,” she warns.

“Am I? The proof is before me, and now is the time for you to give me answers. Although I think I can easily connect the dots. You really are excellent at playing innocent.” I say, glaring down at the card in my hand before I toss it at her.

My eyes are blazing as I grab her arm and take out the little syringe of wolfsbane I had put in my pocket. It contains enough to stop her from mind-linking and jabbing it into her arm.

“You…”

“The question is why? Why would you do this?” I ask, ignoring her anger as she’s realised what I’ve done.

“I’ve heard enough! I’m going to call security!” She snaps about to leave the room when I block the door with a blazing, glowing wall of aura.

“You…” she turns towards me, anger flitting through her eyes. Agatha turns to the door. ” Security! Security! Help!”

“Silence!” I snarl, my aura command bleeding through my voice.

“Security!” she screams, and I hear running footsteps.  Surprise flits through me, so she can defy my command.

“Small? I don’t think so.” She says coldly.

“You right, maybe not… since you go right back. You are the one who made that payment from my card to Annalise’s apparent kidnappers. Pretended you hated her and liked me. You kept me close… well played. But I want you to answer me, why you tried to kill my son in the womb?”

I’m ready for her to deny it or not speak, but she shakes her head. “You are selfish Zaia, this is above us all. None of these werewolves deserve to live when they don’t even acknowledge our roots.”

“I’ve heard it before. I’m asking you about my son. Why did you try to have him killed?” I ask quietly, my command enforcing my words.

She clenches her jaw, refusing to speak.

“As for the cameras, we’ve discovered them. Smart trick you had up your sleeve, but not smart enough.” I say with a cold, mocking smirk. 1

For the first time, I see a glimmer of fear in her eyes.

“How?”

“That’s for me to know. It can’t be a coincidence that Gerard was chosen as the sperm donor for Sebastian. I can understand wanting an alpha-blooded child, but for you two to be on the same side. A bit too much of a coincidence, isn’t it? Does Aran know?” I ask.

“You seem to know all the answers, so figure it out.” She shoots back, glancing at the guards who are standing there looking unnerved.

I frown, but I don’t have time for this. I walk over to her and take out my gun.’

“I’ll get those answers from you in an interrogation. So, let’s stop wasting time and get back to the one question. Why? Why did you try to kill Zion?” I growl.

“You won’t get anything from me! You say you’re good and yet you are the one pointing a gun at me.” She clenches her jaw and I’ve had enough. Slamming the barrel of my gun against her forehead and cocking the trigger.

“Answer me! Why!” I scream.

“Because he is the key!” she screeches, pushing, me away as she shields her head as the sound of a gunshot rings through the room…