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His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 42

Summary for Chapter 42: His Rogue Luna

Summary of Chapter 42 from His Rogue Luna

Chapter 42 marks a crucial moment in Goddess-Of-Dawn’s Internet novel, His Rogue Luna. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

"What about me?" I asked.

"Any special guy in your life?" I snorted, shaking my head, more to myself than to him.

"I don't even know if I want a special guy in my life," I admitted quietly.

"Don't worry, there's plenty of girls out there. I can hook you up too, if you want," I shook my head at his offer kindly refusing.

As the night wore on, I felt myself slowly grow tired. The Elders had officially retired for the night and the crowd was dwindling down. I broke off from my friends in search of my green eyed mentor, knowing what tomorrow night would bring. I swallowed thickly and tried to ignore the growing unease in my stomach.

I found her outside in the gardens, sitting on a bench and watching the sun rise. I took the seat besides her, enjoying the view silently.

This would be her last sunrise.

Again, I had to push down the warring thoughts in my head. I silently grabbed her hand besides me and held it gently, savouring the calm moment.

"Did I ever tell you about my mate?" Diana spoke up. I turned to face her, shaking my head softly.

"Well I had one," It was a surprise since I had mostly assumed she had never found her mate. She had never spoken of one before. She was a very private and cryptic old woman.

"I met him when I was just a young girl. Barely fifteen. He was almost twenty at the time," she sighed. "I was visiting my aunt's pack and we met in the forest,"

She paused for a while, her pale eyes glazed over, lost in a distant memory.

"Back then, status was everything and my family and I were simple omegas with only the clothes on our backs and he was a noble highborn, a direct descendant of the first Lupine," she spoke the last few words bitterly, as if they left a particularly nasty aftertaste in her mouth.

I squeezed her hand silently, and she squeezed back, letting out a humourless chuckle.

"I suppose this is where our stories become so similar. As the next alpha of his pack, he was disappointed to have me as a mate. He denied our bond and while he didn't reject me, he did much worse," her tone wobbled slightly and my heart broke for her.

"His family had already betrothed him to a noble she wolf and he didn't want to back out of it for me so I ran away and lived in the forest alone, away from everyone," she sighed, looking down at our joined hands.

"It was painful. The mate bond was still there since we didn't reject each other properly," she absentmindedly stroked my fingers. "But then suddenly, the pain disappeared and I started having visions in my dream,"

"I kept seeing a woman in my dreams and before I knew it, the woman in my dreams found me in the forest. She was a spirit wolf and taught me what I taught you," I smiled at that, imagining what a young and feisty Diana would have been like.

"No Artemis. That's where you're wrong. I played a part in this tragic tale because I was a coward. I didn't have the guts to either acknowledge nor reject the bond so while I was able to ignore it, he wasn't. It destroyed him," she hissed, squeezing my hands tightly as she glared at me.

She sighed and let go of my hands, choosing to fiddle with her rings instead.

"What are you trying to tell me Diana?" I broke the silence, still reeling over her little outburst.

"What I'm saying is Artemis, you can't ignore the mate bond forever. Either accept it or reject it, otherwise a lot of people will suffer," I was a little hurt over her words, offended that she'd think so low of me.

"What do you think I'm doing Diana. I'm going back to the Phantom Pack and trying to fix all that I ran away from," I frowned, looking away from her. She grabbed my chin to turn me back to her, an odd look on her face.

"I know. It's why you're better than me," she sighed, her shoulders slumping before she sat back up straight. "It's also why you'll no doubt be the next First Elder. Unlike me, you deserve it," I stiffened at her words, giving her an incredulous look, but before I could protest, she spoke.

"Don't worry about that now, you still have centuries left before you can begin worrying about that sort of thing," I nodded at her words, my thoughts still running a mile a minute.

"I feel so lost," I admitted. She quirked a brow at me and I continued after a beat or two. "I feel like everything is moving so fast and I'm being pulled in all directions but I don't know what to do," she laughed at me, shaking her head to herself.

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