What Happens in Chapter 30 – From the Book His Rogue Luna
Dive into Chapter 30, a pivotal chapter in His Rogue Luna, written by Goddess-Of-Dawn. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Internet fiction.
"Yes, of course I'm thinking about it. As alpha, it is important to think about the future of this pack. I'm expected to have an heir soon," He said gruffly.
"And what makes you think I would ever give you an heir?" I had to focus on keeping myself calm at this obtuse man before me.
"It is your duty as Luna," He stated simply.
"Luna duties be damned. I'd rather die than let you touch me," I hissed. His face twisted downwards into a deeper frown as he ran his hand through his hair.
"If you're so desperate for an heir, you can always mate with Aerin," I sneered. "She's much more willing than I."
"No, I will not mate with Aerin," he growled.
"Well you should tell her that because she's going around telling everyone she'll be the next Luna," At this point, I didn't even care. If he did mate with Aerin it meant he would be less likely to care about my escape.
"No, an heir has to come from the alpha and his real mate," He hissed back.
"And I won't give you an heir willingly. Are you going to force me?" I asked, raising an accusatory brow at him.
He looked startled and disgusted, standing up from his seat and towering over me as he stared me down.
"I would never do that. Not to anyone, much less my own mate," He growled. I met his stare head on, never breaking eye contact.
"You really think so low of me?" He asked, in a much quieter voice.
"I don't know what to think," I replied tightly. "But if you had half a brain, you'd cancel the joining ceremony. I'm not doing it," I asserted.
"I'm not cancelling the ceremony. While I won't force you to carry my heir, you are still my mate and we have to complete the bond," His face was as hard as his voice and I kept my mouth shut.
"We'll see," is all I said.
I quickly left the office, abandoning my work and heading back to my room.
That was my sign to leave so I made quick work of mind linking my uncle and cousin.
"Be ready. We'll leave tonight once the guards have left their posts,' I ordered.
"Of course. The truck is ready and waiting,' Uncle replied.
"Good. I'll make my way over to you and then we can leave."
"There was another small pack nearby that we were allies with. That was your father's pack. His family was also the alpha family. While we were notorious for our being Healers, the Garcia family were notorious for being True Warriors," he continued.
It was truly amazing to hear that both my parents and their families had not only been fearless alphas, but also powerful Gifted people. I felt pride swell in my chest hearing this about my parents, but also a tinge of sadness as I would never get to meet them.
"Your parents met during an alliance meeting, when Hunters were growing in numbers and attacking. Our packs were a few of the closest to their main operating base and since we were smaller in numbers than most packs, we were an easy target for them," he frowned.
"Despite all the darkness, they still fell in love and brought a wonderful light into our lives. Their union only solidified our alliance and we eventually became one pack; The Silverclaw Guardians," he trailed off. He pursed his lips, looking lost while the hum of the engine filled the silence as Romeo continued driving.
"The hunters attacked unexpectedly with such force. It was chaos that day. Your parents tried to save whoever they could but in doing so, sacrificed themselves," he gave a sad smile, and squeezed my hand.
"How did I end up in the forest?" I asked.
"I'm not entirely sure. I'm not even sure how many survived. We were all separated and scattered," he sighed, rubbing a tired hand down his face, suddenly looking so worn.
"Well, that will be one of the things we will do when we get settled," he looked confused. "I want to see if there are any other survivors," I explained.
"That will take time won't it?" Romeo spoke up. I turned to him, shrugging.
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