His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 28

I waited for the hurt to come with her words but I felt nothing. Just numbness and emptiness with a little bit of irritation because she was still in my face.

"I will be Aurelius's chosen mate and I will bear his children and future heirs to the pack while ruling besides him," she stepped even closer me this time, trying to look intimidating despite her being several inches shorter than me.

"I just came here out of courtesy, woman to woman, to let you know that he is mine. When we are fully mated there will be no place for you in this pack so you might as well leave now before it gets awkward. Got it?" She snarled.

I let out a dramatic and bitter laugh at her words, throwing my head back too for added effect.

"Oh you have no idea," I shoved past her harshly before locking myself in the room.

Night just could not come fast enough.

Enervate

Finally, night had come and the doctor had informed me I would be discharged. As I signed the sheet and watched him sign it too, I was ready to walk out into the night and make my way back to the pack house, to finally be out of this sterile environment and back in my own bed.

But I was surprised at the looming figure waiting for me.

Aurelius stood by the nurses station, hands tucked into his pockets and his shoulders hunched. He gave me an awkward smile as he carefully approached me.

"I'm here to take you home," He said, clearing his throat. I nodded and he hesitated for a second before turning around and leading the way out of the hospital.

There was a sleek black car waiting for us outside the hospital and I watched as he unlocked it, opening a door and gesturing for me to get in.

I kept my surprise to myself, sliding into the leather seats and admiring the interior of the car. I was a little confused as to why we were going to drive to the pack house since it wasn't far off but I brushed it off. Aurelius got into the drivers seat and soon he was driving us silently to the pack house.

The silence was awkward so I stuck to staring out of the window and watching the trees and houses pass by, letting my mind wander.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by him suddenly speaking.

"How are you feeling?" He asked quietly. The low purr of the engine filled the silence as I thought of how to answer him.

"Good." I finally managed. Truthfully speaking, I was reeling from the days events. From using my healing abilities on those patients to Aerin confronting me, all the while trying to mentally devise my escape plan, I was more than exhausted and barely had the energy to talk.

So no, I wasn't good, but he didn't need to know that.

"That's great," he commented.

I did want to ask why he was not only driving me back, but also why he was suddenly so concerned for my well being. Before I could do so however, the pack house came into view and he parked in the garage.

"Today was crazy though. Especially with all those care ward patients just suddenly coming out of their comas," he continued. He peered at me curiously and I had guessed that he was clearly beating around the bush and avoiding the question he so desperately wanted to ask.

Luckily, Xania was far more straightforward and abrupt with her question.

"Luna, are the rumours true? Did you bring them back?" Her tone wasn't rude or accusatory, just neutral and inquisitive.

"I didn't bring them back," I answered, shaking my head. "I just helped them come back,"

I was sure they all thought I was insane, judging by the looks most of them were giving me. Diana had taught me that not everyone shared my powers nor did all of them accept them so I would have to be careful who I exposed myself to.

Though I figured the cat was out of the metaphorical bag given my stunt at the hospital earlier so the pack knew there was something odd about me. I saw no harm telling them. Especially since I'd be leaving soon anyways.

"What do you mean?" Gen asked.

I wasn't the best at explaining the logistics of such complicated intricacies. I was still pretty new to it myself and had only learned so much more from the books in the library and the book Uncle gave me.

Doing what I did at the hospital had left me drained so I was by no means an expert on the matter either. So I decided the easiest way I could explain my power was by demonstrating it.

I pushed up the sleeve of my hoodie, exposing my tattooed forearm. They all looked down at it. I extended one of my claws and dug it into my exposed forearm in a long deep gash.