Chapter 120
I Am The Luna by Moonlight Muse 120
A Stance
SEBASTIAN.
My eyes flash and I’m fucking done with their twisted blackmail. I turn in a flash with blazing eyes, my
hands slipping into their pockets where I know both men keep their guns. Cocking the trigger, I tilt my
head.
“I’m done listening to your fucking blackmail, the both of you. Keep at it and I won’t hold back from
blowing your fucking heads off. I’m here, and I know exactly how much you fucking need me. Keep
antagonising me and I will not hesitate to kill either of you,” I say coldly. 2
I’ve had enough of their fucking games, but I also know how much value I fucking hold to them.
There’s a glimmer of surprise in Gerard’s eyes and even unease in Lawrence’s.
“Sebastian… we just wanted to make sure that you are-” Lawrence begins. He’s angry, but I really don’t
give a fuck.
“Are we fucking clear?” I growl, my anger rippling through the halls.
“Are you forgetting who is in charge, Sebastian?” Lawrence says, his eyes cold.
“Last I checked… it’s no longer you,” I say, turning both guns on him and pulling the trigger just as
Gerard shouts out. Blood splatters everywhere from the close impact of the bullet as his brains spill out
of his head and his body falls to the ground – dead. 19
The sound of the bullets ringing in the hall as I empty body guns, pouring my rage into those shots.
Gerard drops to his knees, visibly pale as he realises there’s nothing he can do.
“Congratulations, you’re in charge now,” I say coldly.
“Sebastian that was-”
“I hope you learn that I am not going to let anyone fuck me over. I accepted your condition to join on
one single fucking term and that was that Sia will be healed. I’m warning you, I will ruin you all if
anything happens to her!” I snarl, my eyes blazing as I glare at him. He’s exuding his aura, but it is
nothing compared to mine and even he fucking knows that.
“Sebastian…”
As much as I want to fucking behead him, too, I need that antidote…
“And it’s only right that the Kings’ hold the title of leader considering there are three of us here and only
one Toussaint,” I say, holding his gun out to him.
He takes it slowly, a frown on his face, but I know his hunger for power will overpower any doubts he
has.
“That was a reckless move, Sebastian…” he sighs heavily.
“I don’t really care. One more time that I’m questioned on my fucking intentions, I’m done. I don’t care
about this entire fucking war, or who is on what side. I’ve made that clear. All I want is for my daughter
to be healed. Blackmail me one more time and you will end up just like him.” I say quietly, my threat
unmasked, backed with a promise he knows I will keep.
He forces a smirk, and though he’s trying to look relaxed, he’s anything but that.
I knew Lawrence was the mastermind behind them, and taking him out would ultimately make this
easier for me, too…
“Spoken like a true King. You are indeed mine.”
Gerard smirks as he stands up and wipes his hands on his pants.
Not that I fucking want to be.
“Glad we’re on the same page… now that antidote,” I say, my eyes cold. /
“I will give it to you as promised, but how do you plan to deliver it? And to whom?” Gerard asks quietly.
I frown, “I haven’t thought so far. Especially since I don’t want anyone to know… perhaps I could sneak
in. There’s got to be a way in where they won’t see me.”
“It would be risky.” He replies, looking down at Lawrence’s dead body.
“Is there a way that you might know?”
“There’s one, but the chances are they have discovered it since Agatha’s truth has been revealed.”
“So, she knows a way in or out?” I ask, masking the anger that is bubbling inside of me. Her betrayal is
something that is still fucking with my mind.
“Yes, that is correct… an entrance right into the King mansion itself, but it is a risk. I’m sure they’ve
figured it out or will soon. Do you also think you can still access the safe house as Zaia seems to have
shut you out from all ‘security access, correct?”
Good point…
“I’ll find a way once I’m there,” I say, “But you do understand this is risky, don’t you?
That you have just killed one of our leaders and that will cause unrest amongst our people,” Gerard
says just as Zade and Gaultier come into view.
They both look at Lawrence’s body on the floor as Zade snarls, running over to him.
“And you trust him?! Look what he’s fucking done!” he shouts, looking at Gerard.
Gaultier is observing me intently but remains silent.
“Silence Zade. We have to do what is right for Lawrence’s vision and it’s better our people don’t learn of
this. Not before the war.
Gerard sighs, “It is a mess…”
“A mess? It’s fucking betrayal?! You are siding with him because he is a fucking King!”
“Lawrence is-was a very important person in our team! I am not siding with anyone Zade! Killing him
comes with repercussions and that is a price that Sebastian will pay!” Gerard warns.
If you are all fucking alive for that.
“I will wait for it.” Zade spits.
“Then we make our move the day you give your daughter the antidote. You will sneak in, administer the
antidote and then join us to destroy the triquetra…” Gerard says, his eyes now on me.
“I want to be the one to handle my sister
because I don’t think Sebastian can do that,” Zade says, his good eye filled with hatred as he glares at
me. Gaultier puts a hand on his shoulder, but Zade shrugs it off.
“I think that’s fair…” Gerard agrees. “I think it’s time we move the plans forward. We won’t wait for Zaia
to come to us, we will go to her.”
Fuck, that’s not what I wanted. I wanted to make sure Sia was alright before I even turned on them…
“I think that’s a good idea. After all, we no longer have surveillance on the territory, but we know the
place inside out…” Gaultier says, cracking his knuckles.
“It’s time to make those bitches pay.” Zade spits, glaring at me. If it was up to him, he’d happily kill me
too and the feeling is fucking mutual.
“Then it sounds like a plan, let’s end this. I’m looking forward to reclaiming my pack.” I say, not that I
deserve it in any fucking way, but I’ve pushed them enough.
“Then let’s tell our members that Lawrence is dead… and move the plan forward for tomorrow night.
Sebastian, I will hand you the antidote…
but as you can understand with everything that has happened, I will need to take precautions.”
“Of course,” I reply. I wasn’t expecting anything else.
“Good… you will be under surveillance the entire time that you go into the pack and administer the
antidote. Is that fair?”
“Absolutely,” I say. “Besides, you have that poison mist set up around the pack.”
He frowns. “Those were added to the camera devices…” He mutters, my heart skips a beat, and he
looks at me sharply.
“Fuck. Won’t that affect our battle plans?” I ask, trying to cover the excitement and relief I’m feeling.
“No, we will be fine.” He replies, but I also know I can’t just rely on his word, that poison might still be
out there…
“I still want to know how they learned the location of every fucking camera.” Gaultier remarks, his voice
sinister, and I can feel his eyes on me, but I ignore him.
All I need to do is make sure my angel lives…
The three exchange looks and once again I know I’m being left out, but it doesn’t matter. They don’t
realise that the Scarlet Beast is not someone they can take on. She might be a woman, she might not
be a seasoned fighter like the three of us, but she is more than that.
So much fucking more.
Now all I need to do is make sure that the antidote is in fact real. I turn to Gerard, looking him dead in
the eye.
“Then let’s see that antidote and get this plan into action.”
The night and the following day passes quickly, yet at the same time extremely slowly…
The antidote is now finally in my grasp, but at the same time, it is time for war…
Plans for the attack are discussed and I will be given the map to the entrance to the pack grounds, too.
I just hope I manage to mind link either Zaia or Dad. I needed to warn them…
Dad might be my best bet as Zaia seems to have blocked me out, but is he completely trustworthy?
From what I can tell, he is not part of the Sable.
“Here.”
I look at the vial that Gerard passes to me.
“Is this it?” I ask.
“There’s enough in there to heal five people. Sia was given a poison consisting of a special type of
wolfsbane, ashbane, lead, omega blood and a sprinkle of Moon Dust, which is lethal to all who
consume it. It damages and weakens the body’s organs and they will end up failing. She is strong. I
guess it’s the powerful blood that made her or by now most would have died.” He says.
So that was what it was made of…
“Moon Dust?” I ask, frowning.
“Yes.”
“You were looking for that. I thought Moon Dust only…” I trail off, realisation striking me and I look up at
him sharply. “Were you planning to somehow poison the opposition with it?”
Gerard smirks. “Something like that. It was why Lawrence wanted it back… however, we are not sure
where it is despite looking for it. We would have added it to the gases around the pack, but
it doesn’t matter. We will win without it.”
“So that was why… but he said it was a small sack. How many men could that have killed?”
“Oh, hundreds. This poison given to Sia contained only a pinch, and that poison made a dozen bottles
but Zaia… it seems she has some kind of immunity to Moon Dust or the child in the womb who was
injected would have died instantly and the second would have been extremely sick.”
She’s the saviour of my kids…
“Zaia is powerful, and that is something I don’t want any of you to underestimate.” Gerard continues as
we leave the vault walking down the hall towards the underground arena where their men are
assembled. He looks at both Zade and Gaultier as if wanting them to remember that.
“She’s a woman. How powerful can she be?”
Zade sneers.
“Stronger than you.” Gerard counters.
“Then does that mean the Goddess is backing her and not us?” Gaultier asks quietly.
Gerard frowns. “Whether she is or not, Zaia has chosen the wrong side. Kill her.”
“Understood, and that is something I will do willingly,” Zade says, not an ounce of emotion in his voice.
Their words only make the hatred I feel for them grow stronger. These were the people who
ripped me and my family apart. From the very start, they tried to drive a wedge between us, and they
succeeded…
I stare down at the bottle. “Why? Why was she given that poison to start with, before she was even
born… what was your incentive?” I ask Gerard. That was a question I have always wondered yet never
asked.
“Oh, well… to use as something against Zaia… or yourself, I hope you understand that it was
necessary for our noble cause.”
His words are smooth but there’s a change in Gaultier’s heart rate.
What are they keeping from me?
“In a not so very noble manner. My rule stands for this war. Children and the unarmed who are not part
of the opposition’s combat force are not to be touched.” I say, pocketing the vial.
“We will try, Sebastian, but remember, this is war.” Gerard reminds me as we head into the lift and go
down.
I nod. “Indeed, it is.”
The lift comes to a stop and the four of us step out and I find myself staring at hundreds and hundreds
of men, fully covered and masked with guns in hand. The manpower they possess is far greater than I
had ever imagined, making my stomach twist.
“Surprised?” Gerard’s sinister whisper comes.
“Impressed,” I reply smoothly.
“And this is why we will win. Real werewolves from every corner of the world. Gathered and trained for
years.”
Fuck…
“Let’s cleanse the world of the disbelievers!”
Gerard calls now, turning away from me.
“For the Sable!” Gaultier says, holding his fist out. Zade instantly holds his out and I follow suit,
touching mine against theirs. The moment we do, a dark blue shimmering triangle forms. above us,
power zipping through every inch of my body as my eyes blaze.
“Let’s do this,” I whisper, but even that rings loud in the darkness.
It’s time…
We’re coming, Zaia… I know you got this… I’ll be there…
Soon.