Filed To Story: Zaia Toussaint and Sebastian King: Werewolf Book PDF Free
“Are you listening to me, Seb?”
“Sorry, I was just… What did you just say?”
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“I said things will be just the way they were before she took everything from me.”
She runs her hands along his shoulders.
I press a hand to my chest, wishing the pain away as Annalise continues to prattle
1. on.
“You don’t need to worry about anything. I mean, she couldn’t even give you a childin these years…. I’ll have a baby for us. You deserve an heir,”
she says seductively.
I wish I knew what I did to be treated like this. Memories of our time together fill mymind, and I shake my head.
Yes, we married immediately when we found we were mates, but that’s normal.
Sebastian’s father had been adamant, yes, but I never felt that Sebastian wasn’thappy. He doted on me, complimented me, and I know he found me attractive…
Then what happened?
“Sebastian, I was thinking perhaps we can go on a date to one of our old hot spring weekends?”
she purrs coquettishly.
My husband sits forward and my stomach churns when he places his hand on herbare thigh. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”
I step back, my heart screaming in pain, a pain no one will hear. I’m unable to standhere and watch them make a mockery of me.
I can’t do it. I can’t tell him about my babies. What if he tries to take them away fromme?
Turning, I flee back to the steps and run down them, trying to hold back the tearsthat are threatening to fall, but I fail and the dam wall comes crashing down, justlike my life has come collapsing down around me.
ZAIA.
Once back home, everywhere I look I see him, see the life we built together here. Crippling pain consumes me at what I’m leaving behind, but I won’t allow him totake more from me.
I won’t let him hurt the life growing inside me. These babies are as much mine as they are his and I will do my best for them.
I begin packing, taking only the bare essentials, and dumping them into a suitcase.
The quicker I am out of here, the better.
I write a quick note to Emma, thanking her for her services.
Picking up the divorce agreement, I sit down at the dining table. The silence in thehouse is deafening.
Emma must have finished her work by now and left. With shaking hands, I sign thepapers and close the file and with it, the door to that chapter of my life.
Plucking up my phone, I stare at my mother’s number. I haven’t called her in a while. … Although she and my father are separated, she too had been against me marrying
Sebastian.
However, I know she’ll understand me better than anyone… After all, my father left.her for none other than Annalise’s mother.
My parents were destined mates, but my father had an affair with another woman,hence Annalise was born, mere days apart from me.
My stepmother didn’t only take away my Mom’s mate, she took my dad from metoo.
When I was little, we were close, but my stepmother didn’t like it and always instigated him against me and tried to cause a rift between us. In the end, shesucceeded.
Even though I was raised with luxuries and given the best education, ourrelationship simply became a formality to him. A responsibility he no longer wanted.
As I grew up, my father kept in contact. Of course, he’d even drop by on my birthdays, but the moment I refused to give up Sebastian for Annalise, he haddisowned me too.
I will go to Mom’s home and ask if I can stay there for a few days. Just long enough for me to sort things out with myself.
Tears trek down my face as I slip my wedding band from my finger and place it on top of the divorce file. Grabbing the handle of my suitcase, I pull it along,telling
Ethan to bring the car.
With a last, lingering glance down the hall, I take my leave.
His betrayal from last night still echoes in my ears. The anger in his voice still haunts me. The memory of him and Annalise in the office still stings.
I thought this pregnancy might save our bond, but I was a fool to think so. I should have known he would never believe me over her, when once again he accused me of lying to him.
Stepping outside, I see the rain has stopped, a rainbow spreads across the sky, welcoming me with open arms, but I can’t appreciate its beauty, not today. The weight on my shoulders is heavy, the pain already beginning to claw at my insides.
A sharp pang in my chest almost brings me to my knees, my vision blurring. A soft whimper escapes my lips before I can contain it.
The sound of a car door banging shut makes me look up.
Bastien?
“Luna! Are you alright?”
Ethan…
I nod, trying to remain strong. “Yes. Please take me to my Mother’s home.”
“Yes, of course, come
Luna…”
He assists me into the car, placing my suitcase in thebag and gets in the driver’s seat.
“She lives on Oak Mill Drive.”
I say weakly. I’m no longer able to hold back my tears. as I stare at my home that now disappears from view.
“Yes, Luna, I will take you there immediately.”
He murmurs, his tone surprisingly. gentle. His eyes meet mine in the rear-view mirror, filled with a concern that isforeign to me.
I rest my head on the window as we drive through town, the passing cars and people.a blur.
We reach my Mother’s street after a good twenty-minute drive and I point out her pale green door. The paint is peeling, and it looks more worn than I remember it, but it brings back a surge of nostalgia from my childhood.
When was the last time I visited her here?”
It’s been far too long.
Ethan opens the door for me, before he quickly goes to grab my suitcase and carriesit to the front door for me. When he places my suitcase down, I pass him an envelope. He looks at me, surprised.
“What is this, Ma’am?”
“Just a token of my gratitude for all you have done.”
“Luna…”
“Goodbye, Ethan.”
I say. He hesitates but nods and takes his leave.
I see the curtains twitch in a few of the windows. In this small winding street,everyone is always curious when an unfamiliar face shows up, especially when it’sin a luxury car which doesn’t fit here.
I wait for him to drive away before taking a deep breath and knock on the door.
My nerves are playing up and I’m beginning to doubt my decision. Maybe I shouldjust check into a hotel. I shouldn’t have come here..
I’m about to grab my suitcase and run, when the door is pulled open and I find myself staring into my Mom’s grey eyes.
“Mom…”
“Zaia?”
She replies, shocked. Her eyes fall on the suitcase before she looks searchingly into my eyes. “Is everything alright?”suitcase I’m unable to reply, my eyes welling with tears. She picks up my glances around the street and beckons me inside, closing the door on the prying eyes that may be watching us and pulls me into a comforting hug, and I finally break down. Sobbing my heart out at my broken marriage and the loss of my mate.
Ten minutes later, I am sitting on the worn-out settee in the small living room. Blowing my nose on a tissue as I sniffle.
“Does he know you are pregnant?”
Mom asks as she rubs my back, her lips pursed,frowning deeply.
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