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His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 35

Summary for Chapter 35: His Rogue Luna

What Happens in Chapter 35 – From the Book His Rogue Luna

Dive into Chapter 35, 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.

The door was suddenly yanked open and I was faced with a large growling alpha, his canines extended into a vicious snarl. I didn't dare look up, afraid it would be mistaken as a challenge and bared my neck, despite my instincts telling me to run.

"You told them about me? You betrayed me?!" He roared into my face. I flinched at the loud volume, feeling his hand grab my throat painfully.

"No Alpha, I would never. It's a presentation ceremony about a new spirit wolf-,"

"Are you lying to me?" He snarled, tightening his grip further on my throat. I could hardly breath never mind speak but I forced the words out of my throat.

"I would never lie to my alpha," I wheezed. He held me for a moment longer before pushing me away. I choked down lungfuls of air, feeling the bruise around my throat begin to heal.

"When is it?" He growled.

"Exactly a month from now. It will be held in the central territories. The alphas and the betas of every pack are expected," I breathed out.

"We'll go. Now leave," I didn't need to be told twice. I quickly scurried out of the bedroom, noting how there were giant claw marks over the walls and the broken and destroyed furniture.

As I headed to my bedroom, I let out a silent prayer to the moon goddess that this would all go well.

The last couple of weeks had blurred by. We had finished construction on the houses and now had space to house up to a hundred individuals. We had even marked our territories with our scents, letting our howls echo through the mountains every night to show the land was claimed.

It of course attracted attention and soon we had curious lonely wolves and rogues sniffing around. We had twenty new members from the last week alone.

My meditation was going well and I could use my powers without exhausting myself too much. Diana had prepared me for the presentation ceremony which of course meant she was preparing for her own farewell ceremony too.

Everything was going well. I had new friends and family surrounding me every night, warming me with their company but something felt off all of a sudden.

This sudden restlessness grew within me and I was overcome with this overwhelming sense of deja vu as loneliness began creeping on me.

It was not too long ago when I felt the familiar longing sink into my chest and make my heart ache with emptiness. Back then, I had assumed it was the human and wolf within me, looking for companionship since we were naturally social creatures.

But now I knew different.

I knew it was the spirit within me, the more intuitive part of me that was in sync with my enhanced instincts that identified what exactly I needed.

Who I needed.

I swallowed down a lump in my throat, the ache in my chest only growing when my mind filled with haunted blue eyes.

My wolf was stirring underneath my skin, reminding me what exactly I had to do. I couldn't continue being a coward. I had to face what I had been skilfully avoiding up until this point.

"You're distracted," a dry voice pointed out. Surprisingly, there was no irritation in her tone. The old woman was always stressing the importance of being focused and would give me an earful if I was even remotely distracted.

"I'm a coward," I corrected, shaking my head to myself. I couldn't even meet her gaze as I said that out loud.

I let the information settle in before asking my next question.

"And now? Has the mate bond been restored?" The old woman shook her head to herself, smirking, before slowly getting up from the floor with a groan.

"You tell me, Kid," I pursed my lips at her response.

"So what do I do now?" I huffed.

"Seems to me you've already decided," she chuckled to herself before hobbling back across the garden and into her cottage.

Damn old woman for being so cryptic. I sighed before getting up myself, slowly trudging back to the pack house.

I took my time getting there, walking at a leisurely pace and hoping the fresh air would help sort through my conflicting thoughts.

However, all too soon the pack house came into view and I knew all the members were in there, relaxing on the soft furnishings. I stepped into the warm space, all eyes falling on me automatically.

Except on pair, but that was another issue itself.

"I think it's time we have a proper Alpha Initiation," I broke the silence.

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