What Happens in Chapter 63 – From the Book His Rogue Luna
Dive into Chapter 63, 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.
Several howls began echoing in the air and they both froze before standing up.
"They're here," My dad muttered. He hugged my mother and I tightly, pressing two lingering kisses onto each of our foreheads.
"You know what to do, right Love?" He asked, his voice wavering slightly. I could see his fear and love swimming in his eyes as he gazed at his equally terrified mate.
"Yes I do," she swallowed thickly, gently bouncing a fussy me. For a second, they just gazed at each other silently, no words spoken, as if they knew that this was it; the end of everything.
My heart clenched as tears gathered in my eyes, desperately wanting to just reach out and help them.
Another series of howls broke the moment and I watched as they both slipped into their leader roles, their eyes hardening and filling with resolve and determination.
"Until we meet again Mica,"
"Until we meet again Sofia," They both nodded at each other before running in opposite directions.
I was shocked and surprised that they had said that to each other, because that was only said when a wolf was dying. It was like they knew they wouldn't make it.
I tried to follow either of them, but my feet remained planted on the ground and all I could do was hear the sounds of fighting in the distance. Tears streamed down my face as I heard my original pack and family be torn apart by the worst kind of monsters.
The vision around me slowly faded away as the office came back into focus. I rubbed my temples and wiped my face, wondering why my spirit forced me into that vision.
I stood up, suddenly feeling restless and began pacing around the room. It had been a while since I had a vision and I had no idea what to make of it. I already knew how Hunters had destroyed my pack and countless of other packs too.
Something gleaming caught my eye and I turned to realise it was the silver arrow on the desk. I reached for it, once again touching the sharp jagged edge as I thought.
Not many packs used silver and the few that did preferred a smoother cleaner edge as opposed to the roughness of this one. I was also told vampires and witches didn't use these types of arrows either, since they either had larger arrowheads or more intricate patterns and beautifully designed shafts.
So this weapon was crafted either by a creature gone rogue or a completely unknown enemy.
Again, my mind replayed my vision, my ears ringing with the howls and screams of the innocent. I could hear weapons fly through the air and the sound of both sides clash. I wasn't sure if I wanted to see it or not since the sounds were scarring enough.
I froze.
The hairs on my neck and arm raised as the blood in my veins chilled with a startling revelation.
"Yes Artemis. I've laid them on your bed for you," I nodded and headed upstairs to shower and get dressed. They were due in an hour and I had to look my best.
As I entered the bedroom, Kieran had just stepped out the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist as he dried his hair with another towel. The beads of water looked delicious running down his naked torso and under normal circumstances I would have taken the chance to lick them off myself.
But unfortunately for both me and my libido, I had more pressing matters at hand.
"Good morning," He gave me a knowing smirk as I snapped my eyes back up to his face.
"Morning. As much as I really enjoy the view, I need to get changed," I pressed a quick kiss to his lips as I rushed past him and into the shower.
The hot water helped relax my body and loosen the knots in my muscles. It had only been a week since I woke up and despite being out on bedrest with Kieran protectively hovering by my side, I felt like I had hardly gotten any rest and hardly spent any time with my mate.
Brushing those thoughts away, I quickly finished off and dried myself. I stepped back out into the bedroom to inspect the outfit laid out for me.
Quin had set out a beautiful lace bodysuit that was quite sexy in my opinion. I felt amazing pulling on the tight piece as it instantly did wonders for my confidence and mood. Of course, I couldn't wear the lingerie piece on its own in front of everyone.
I pulled the smart dress pants and it's belt before putting on the matching crisp blazer. The whole outfit was white, which was my standard colour as a spirit wolf.
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