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I ask bravely.
Of course, he’ll think I’m getting jealous. I’m expecting an instant response, but it doesn’t come, making my stomach churn. “Dad’s been pushing for it, but I won’t be accepting.”
He says, all traces of amusement gone from his voice.
My heart thuds. “You won’t be, but you haven’t said no… because it looks to me like she has been hanging around you and you two have been bonding over late-night dinners.”
I say, unable to keep the sharpness from my voice.
“Zaia-“
“Look, it’s your life. Do whatever you want, Sebastian. But if you plan to marry someone else, then you should stop flirting with others. It doesn’t look good.”
“The only woman I want in my life is you, Zaia. Dad and I have not seen eye to eye since you left, and rest assured, Mom still misses you. Our family is incomplete without you and the little ones. Cara can think what she wants. I’m not taking another Luna. Ever.”
He says, his voice dangerously low.
“You know what hurts the most?”
I ask. I’ve already dived in, why not just give him a piece of my mind? “The fact that first, you decided to hurt me by faking you wanted your ex – my sister back. Then, you went after Cara, or your dad suggested her, regardless of whichever. She used to be a friend of mine… What can I expect from you, Sebastian?”
“I’ll show you what you can expect from me when I see you next week.”
He says almost menacingly. I close my eyes, trying to calm my heart.
“Good night, Sebastian,”
I say, knowing this conversation is going nowhere. “You confuse me, Zaia… Do you want me or Because it’s driving me crazy trying to read you.”
His voice comes not?
“I don’t,”
I reply, removing the phone from my ear and cutting the call. Closing my eyes, I toss the phone onto the bed, groaning as I rest my head back against the headboard and stare at the wall opposite.
“What do I want? A part of me the logical part wants nothing to do with him, but I’m not an idiot, to deny that he still does something to me and that… to admit that I…
“Still love him.”
A Mother Making Plans.
SEBASTIAN. She ends the call… I look down at the phone, about to type up a text to her when I pause. She needs some time.
I’ve hurt her and to make things right, I need to show her that and give her the time she needs…
I sit back in my office chair and stare at the ceiling. Her birthmark… I’ve been trying to research. that symbol for so long, maybe I need to search Blood Born and Celestial Lunar…
I will check it on my other laptop.
“Sebastian!”
Mom’s voice comes. I switch off my phone, slip it into my pocket and leave my office, locking the door behind me. The smell of coffee hits my nose before I spot her walking down the hall, holding the mug.
“There you are. I made you coffee. Are you turning in early today?”
She asks with concern. I shake my head. “No, I was getting some work done. Where is Dad?”
Her smile falters, knowing how we aren’t on the best of terms right now, and she tilts her head. “Out. He’s gone with his friends for their weekly game night, remember?”
“Oh yeah, I forgot,”
I say. She tilts her head, observing me. “Sebastian, are you alright? You’ve been training extremely hard lately. I heard…”
She glances around as if someone might see us. “I heard you have been shifting more often and going… for runs.”
She says it as if it’s something to be ashamed about. “And is that not proper? I’m a werewolf, Mom. I find peace when I embrace that side of me.”
I say quietly.
The words from Zaia’s book come back to me and I frown slightly. This conversation with Mom is something I wouldn’t have ever questioned, putting it down to her simply being a concerned mother. But now it’s showing me how much we are actually. growing further away from our truth and who we are meant to be.
“I know, but we have to tame the beasts within Look at the rogues, people think you’re going feral.”
She says, pulling me gently into the laundry room and shutting the door.”
Because you are mate-less.”
I shake my head. “Then you need not worry because I am not going feral. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
I mutter, trying to hide my irritation. She nods, smiling apologetically. “I’m sorry, dear. I once said the same, and/got in so much trouble, I dared not shift again.”
I frown, looking down at her, before I move away, taking the mug from her and leaning against the counter. The smell of fabric softener is strong in the air and the humming of the tumble dryer is gentle in the background.
“Let Dad know that I will not marry Cara. I have children Mom, and I don’t need another heir. I’m not marrying anyone.”
“And do you think your father and Hugh Toussaint will allow that, let alone Zaia?”
She asks, surprised at my sudden change of topic.
I frown. “They have no say, only Zaia’s opinion will be taken into account and I’m not going to take her- our son from her. Just when he’s older, I’ll make him the official heir to this pack. Look, Mom, if I’m ever going to win some favour in Zaia’s eyes where she allows me to see the children then I don’t just want to randomly bring any woman into their lives.”
I know how Mom’s mind works, and I’m hoping that if she sees the children as an incentive, she’ll be on my side.
“Ah… then… what about Zaia… I hear she turned down Alpha Payne…”
There’s a sparkle in her eyes as she plays right into my hands, although she’s getting a little off track. She and her match-making habits never die.
“No, Mom. Zaia and I are over, but the kids. mine too, right? So, tell Dad that you don’t want Cara as your daughter-in-law. Please?”
She chews on her bottom lip, tilting her head of brown hair, and I can almost see the cogs working. I sip my coffee, allowing her to ponder over everything I have just said.
“Leave it to me.”
She says after a moment. “But I have a condition.”
There’s that look in her eyes again, the one she uses to barter with at shops. “What is it?”
I ask, downing the last of the hot coffee. She purses her lips.
“Ok, I know you said you and Zaia are over; BUT, imagine if something happens or comes up … I mean, if you get to see the children more andspend more time around Zaia, then I want you to try again. I want you to rekindle the love I know you two had in your marriage. The beauty of the mate bond shone between you two.”
Oh, I plan to, Mom. “Ok,”
I say, Mom easily lets things slip out to others and who knows who she might end up saying something to, so I won’t tell her any more.
“Very well then. I’ll have that thought gone from your father’s mind further than he can cu “she coughs and I stare at her horrified. Did she almost say what I think she did?
“I might just get nightmares,”
I mutter, internally gagging. “Well, you shouldn’t be so disgusted dear, it’s how we made you. Besides, it’s only science dear, now you’ve helped create two children you know all about-“
“Mom, please. I don’t need to hear that!”
I growl, passing her the coffee mug and leaving the laundry room. I hear her laugh and shake my head.
Taking out my phone, I message Justin, my beta. Since I’ll be flying out, I need to make sure everything is taken care of here…
An Impulsive Moment
SEBASTIAN. One week later and we are finally at the long -awaited business meeting. Through the large windows, I can see the snow covered mountains in the distance. This place is beautiful, but not as beautiful as the sassy redhead sitting before me.
Seated around an oval table as everyone here gets their chance to show what they have to offer. There are only five companies that have made it this far and, of course, I pushed my way in with my reputation alone.
But I’m only here for Zaia, however, I’m glad I came, because I wasn’t expecting the Harrison heir to be here…
He had a rather poor reputation tainted with accusations of assault, possession and supplying drugs and for his party going sideways. Kyle Harrison is a man in his mid-twenties.
It’s obvious his father brought him here in an attempt to show him the ropes of the business, but it’s not fucking working. He looks bored and tired and wasn’t even hiding it until Zaia stepped through the doors and now he has his eyes glued on her.
“Thank you, Mr Oscar.”
The Client, Mr Keith Harrison, a billionaire with several strings of businesses beneath him, says. There are only three companies left to give their presentations.
One is the sleazy bastard seated not far from me who has his eyes stuck on Zaia’s breasts and it’s fucking pissing me off… but he isn’t as obvious as Kyle Harrison. Then, there’s the Toussaints, and the Kings left to give our presentations.
Zaia is seated on the opposite side of the table and a little down from me. She’s wearing a soft blush blouse which is 2/12 tucked into her high white pencil skirt, and I can’t fucking say I’m not checking her out either…
I can see the lace outline of her bra beneath her shirt that’s ever so slightly sheer. The hint of cleavage is fucking enticing too…
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
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