52. A Path to Choose or I Am The Luna Chapter 130 By Moonlight Muse
ZAIA.
Valerie freezes as she lands on the ground, backing up as Zion’s voice fills the sky.
This isn’t a place I want him, where the dead are all around. I’m happy Aran has Sia’s head against his shoulder, but clearly Zion didn’t comply.
“Stop, Mommy! Stop, Daddy! Stop everybody, don’t you get it? You have to stop fighting!” Zion says, slapping his forehead as he looks over at Zade, who is watching him sharply. “We have to stop.”
“Never, kid.” Zade scoffs.
“I’m not going to stop! He killed Jai!” Sebastian snarls.
Zion looks at me, and I see the sadness in his eyes. “So many people have gone back to the Goddess… She doesn’t want any more fighting.”
“Yeah, just one last person to take care of,” Atticus says, his eyes hard as he, Valerie, and Sebastian ready themselves to attack Zade.
“I guess the kid’s words hold no value.” Zade mocks as he raises his own hands.
Zion looks down, sadness etched across his face, a child who, despite it not being his age to be thrown into this was trying to help and do the right thing.
Blinding light from their auras lights up the sky and for the first time, I hesitate.
In the end, it came down to this…
Blood against blood…
In the forms of families, siblings… twins… mates…
All against one another in a game of kill or be killed.
But for what?
After all the fighting and suffering, then what?
How is this the right way?
“Please, Mommy…” Zion’s whispered plea makes me look up at him, my heart thumping.
He’s right…
‘He is…’ That enchanting melodic voice thrums through my head as time seems to freeze.
This voice… it’s…
White light surrounds me and time stands still.
‘I made a mistake… I created the Sublime and the Sable out of jealousy and rage, wanting to be loved and appreciated by my creation. The Blood Borns were created with power that I can no longer undo. I saw hope in one of my Blood Borns… You. Child, do what’s right. Do what feels right deep inside. You are the mother of three Blood Borns. The most powerful of all my creation, the answers lie within your hand, oh child. End the suffering…’
I gasp as the blinding light disappears and I watch in slow motion as Sebastian, Atticus, and Valerie’s power inch closer to Zade.
‘I did my best… Created pairs within the Triquetras, but I failed… do not fail me do what is right.’ Her voice fades completely, and I realise the fighting needs to stop… it needed to stop long ago…
“Please, Mommy,” Zion whispers and in that fraction of a second, I realise what I needed to do.
Show mercy to the one who doesn’t deserve it.
“STOP!” I scream, breaking into a run that is powered by my emotions and aura as I raise a wall of light between Zade and the other three.
‘Zaia!’ Sebastian shouts, trying to pull back, but it’s too late as their powers slam into the wall and I feel the impact inside of me.
I gasp, feeling agony tear through me as their power hits me as one and my hands instantly go to my stomach as my shield falls.
Zade stands there frozen as he stares at me, stunned, not expecting me to do that.
No one did.
‘Zaia!’ Valerie screams.
“Red! Fuck!”
“Fuck, Zaia!” Sebastian’s growl is the loudest.
Valerie has tears in her eyes. Atticus is frowning as Sebastian shifts back, fear for my well-being in his eyes.
“It needs to end, the hatred, the rivalry, the killings…. We are one! Let’s act like it!” I cry out, feeling the pain that seems to be bleeding from the earth itself.
Stop… it needs to stop!
“Zaia…” Sebastian is by my side in seconds as he pulls me into his arms and I’m in no state to fight him with the pain from all around me, drowning me.
Valerie’s heartbreak, Atticus’s dejection and regret, Aran’s guilt, Dad’s remorse and agony, Zion’s sadness, Sia’s fear and worry, Sebastian’s guilt, and pain… Zade’s confusion and… understanding?
I’m not sure…
Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I feel the loss and anguish of those who mourn for our dead.
“All we did was kill over our differences In the end, it was kill or be killed… but it needs to end!” I choke out, feeling Sebastian’s strength despite everything.
I look at Zade one last time, hoping that he realises that this isn’t right.
‘I don’t know what you tried to pull and why you did that, but I was fine with dying in battle. Let this she-wolf kill me, it will satiate her pain!’ He snarls, his gaze flickering to Valerie.
‘No more deaths… let’s end this Zade. You said you never had family who was there for you. Let’s start now.’ I say quietly.
He has caused enough pain; he has killed Jai and Mom and done so much more… but in the end, the Goddess wants me to try… Zion needs me to do what’s right even if it’s hard.
I’m sorry, Jai…
‘I don’t believe you, but I can’t blame you for wanting me dead.’ Zade says quietly.
‘No, I want you to understand and see the world from your own view, not from the Sable’s teachings.’ I say quietly.
Our eyes meet, and it feels like an eternity. Everything rides on his answer everything…
He relaxes slowly, his shoulders dropping as he exhales shakily.
“I surrender, kill me mate, get your revenge,” Zade says as he drops down to one knee, placing his hands behind his head.
Valerie looks at me, and I look down, feeling like I’ve failed.
The choice is hers now…
She transforms back into a human and Zion gasps and quickly covers his eyes, making me smile despite the dire situation.
“You aren’t worth my time. You can suffer in prison,” she says coldly before she turns and walks away. Zade frowns, looking at me when I stand up with Sebastian’s support.
“You will face a trial… and if you are cooperative, perhaps you won’t spend your entire life in prison,” I say quietly as Zion runs over to me and hugs me tightly.
Zade simply gazes up at the stormy sky, a frown on his face and I’m certain that the goddess has reached out to him, because he simply lowers his head, almost… defeated.
Three men including Atticus circle him and one of them passes Atticus a syringe, which he injects into Zade, one that contains enough wolfsbane that knocks him unconscious.
“Daddy ew, don’t hug Mommy when you aren’t wearing clothes, it’s rude!” Zion hisses as Sebastian quickly lets go of me, turning away as someone throws him some pants.
“Zion…” I say, hugging him tightly.
“It’s ok, Mommy… we won, it’s over now…” Zion whispers as the first ray of morning light peeks through the clouds Is it really over?
For a moment I listen.
There’s no more shouting, no more explosions or shooting…
It’s really over.
Finally…
It’s over.
