His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 60

I suppose I thought I was protecting him but in all honesty, I was being a coward. He had let me in his mind, let me see all of him and it would be unfair of me to hide the darker parts of me and my job from him.

I closed my eyes, leaning forward so our foreheads touched.

"Done,' I replied mentally, feeling a lot lighter with the barrier lifted.

"I missed you so much," he groaned, wrapping both arms tightly around my waist and burying his head in my neck. I wrapped my arms tightly around his shoulders in return, my own face buried in his neck.

"Come on now, you need to get some rest," he said, reluctantly pulling back.

"What about the arrow-," he gave me a pointed look, making me pause.

"That can wait till tomorrow," he raised his brow at me, as if daring me to challenge him and I grumbled under my breath, sitting back down on my bed, knowing he had a point.

"Fine, but only if you stay with me for a bit," I patted the space besides me on the bed and felt giddy when he smiled and slowly crawled in.

After a lot of shuffling and squeaking from the bed, we were both finally laying on our sides, facing each other and snuggling comfortably.

Even though I had been unconscious for the three weeks, it still felt like it had been a long time since I'd seen Kieran and enjoyed the simplicity of laying besides him.

My mind thought back to that day, where we had enjoyed such a beautiful morning together and how everything had been happy and simple.

I had a horrible feeling that it would be a long while before we could be as careless and happy as we were back then, so with that thought, I chose to snuggle up closer to my mate and enjoy the moment while it lasted.

I was wrong. The arrow didn't have any clues on it.

Correction, it didn't have any obvious clues on it, but I was certain it held some kind of meaning. I was sure I had seen it somewhere before but according to all the books and documents on weapons in the library, there was no indication as to where it came from.

Be that as it may, the silver tip that had once been lodged in my heart was slightly jagged, not smoothed out to give a sharp and clean finish, but rather left in its rough state, as if the multiple edges were left on purpose to inflict more harm.

It either meant the person making it was extremely smart or not so experienced with blacksmithing.

I was stuck in this loop.

"You're looking too much into this, Baby. Maybe we should be looking at it from another angle," I sighed, not bothering to argue and just nodded.

"As for why I think they're possessed by witches and not demons," I began, turning back to quiet Zane. "Is that witches and werewolves have a long history of war and bloodshed. I would assume a pack might have offended a coven of witches or it might be some sort of payback for something that happened a long time ago," I paused.

"Demons on the other hand don't really interfere with these matters and it would be extremely hard to find one that's willing to do such work and even harder to convince them without some sort of reward in return," They all looked deep in thought, considering my words which made a lot more sense than the rabid wolves theory that was proposed earlier

"So what do we do now?" Kieran asked, smirking at me. I smirked back, knowing that he already knew my answer from hearing my thoughts.

"I'm going to ask the Elders to contact the Council of Witches and see what they know," They all glanced at each other and at Kieran who only watched me. They were obviously unsure about witches and asides from brutal battles and war, werewolves didn't share anything else with witches and vice versa.

We were segregated communities which was annoying during times like these. I couldn't speak to the Council myself since I didn't have a high enough status and it would be immensely disrespectful to address them myself. The Elders were considered royalty and would be a much more favourable option. They had a lot more patience and diplomacy than I did.

"And are you sure that's wise. Bringing witches into pack lands?" Apollo asked.

"Yes. I assure you there won't be many and they won't stay for long, but we need to form an alliance with them. We need help against this unknown enemy," I explained. They all nodded in agreement, silence falling over us once again.

After a moment, I stood up from my chair and everyone else stood up too.

"If that's all for now then the meeting is over. I'll let you all know when the witches are expected to arrive," They all murmured their goodbyes as they filed out the meeting room and I walked over to Kieran, wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my face in his chest.