All Chapters of Rebirth Of The Broken Luna: A Second Chance at Luna's Heart : Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Chapter 461XENOISThe first ten minutes of the drive were quiet.I didn't mind quiet. I liked quiet, usually. But this wasn't the comfortable kind. This was the kind where my son sat in the back seat with his face turned to the window, holding his stuffed wolf, answering everything I said with one word."Did you have fun at Grandma's?""Yes.""Did Grandpa burn the pancakes?""Yes.""Did you go to the library?""Yes."I looked at him in the mirror. His hand was in his jacket pocket. It had been there since he got in the car.I thought about what Mom said. Gently. Be gentle.My head still hurt from the hallway. That little picture. Me crouching there with my finger on the glass, trying to think who had been standing in the empty space where the camera was. It had felt like reaching for a step in the dark and finding nothing under my foot.I pushed it away. One problem at a time."Grandma told me you found something in her garden," I said, keeping my voice light. "A little hair clip?"H

Chapter 463RILEYLake had made an elevator.That's what he called it, anyway. It wasn't really an elevator. It was two portals, one in the ceiling above the stairs and one in the floor at the bottom, so if you jumped in, you fell out of the top, then fell through the bottom, then fell out of the top again. Forever. Or until you grabbed the railing."Again!" Lake yelled, landing on the rug in a pile. His hair was sticking straight up. "Riley, time me!""Eleven loops," I said, looking at my watch. "Your record is fourteen.""I'm going for twenty.""You'll throw up.""I'll throw up in the portal and it'll come out the top and land on YOU.""That's disgusting.""That's physics," Lake said proudly, because I had taught him that word last week and now he used it for everything.I jumped in. The air rushed past my ears. Ceiling, floor, ceiling, floor. My stomach flipped and I laughed, really laughed, the kind that makes your chest hurt. For a minute I forgot about everything. Forgot about t

Chapter 465XENOISI sat in my study for an hour with the clip on my desk in front of me.The pull in my chest had faded. Slowly, like a rope going slack after someone lets go of the other end. But I could still feel the place where it had been. A sore spot, deep under my ribs. Like a bruise I couldn't see.I had put the clip in the box once already. Then I took it out again. I didn't even remember deciding to.It was such a small thing. Pink plastic. A flower with one petal chipped off. The metal on the back was rusted. It looked like something you would find at the bottom of a toy box and throw away without thinking.That was what I meant to do. I picked it up and held it over the bin.My hand wouldn't open.I stood there like a fool, holding a piece of plastic over a rubbish bin, and my fingers just stayed closed. Not like something was holding them. More like some part of me had decided, without asking the rest of me, that this was not going in the bin.And then I smelled it again

Chapter 467XENOISI stood up off that cold floor with the notebook in my hand."What does that mean?" I asked. "You remember her. Remember who?"Lazarus leaned back into the shadow. All I could see were his pale eyes."Ask your son," he said."I'm asking you.""And I'm telling you to ask your son." His voice was calm. "Some things should not come from a monster in a box, Alpha. Good night."He didn't speak again. I stood there until the UV light made my eyes sting. Then I went up the stairs two at a time.I found Thorne in the security office.He looked up when I came in, saw the notebook in my hand, and his face changed. Not surprised. Guilty.That told me everything before he said a word."You knew," I said.He put his pen down. "Xen—""You knew he was going down there.""Yes.""How long?"He held my eyes. Thorne never looked away from a hard question. It was one of the reasons I made him my Beta. Right now I hated him for it."About a year and a half," he said. "One of the night g

Chapter 469SOPHIA"Andy, wait—""Oh, and Sophia?" Her voice went soft, the way it used to when we were girls and she was telling me a secret under the blankets. "Keep Riley close. Closer than the other one.""What does that mean?"But the line was already dead.I stood in my kitchen with a wet plate in one hand and the phone in the other, and from upstairs I heard Ollie's door open, then close again. Just to check. Just to see if I was still there.I put the plate down. I called the number back.*The number you have dialed is not in service.*I tried again. Same voice. Same words.I sat down at the kitchen table and stared at my phone. Andy and I had not been close for a long time. Not since we were teenagers. She left home at eighteen and never really came back. Christmas cards. Birthday calls, sometimes. A box of expensive chocolates the year the twins were born, with a card that said, *Two of them! Lucky you.*I had read that card a hundred times when Riley was missing. *Two of th