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.