All Chapters of The Rogue Luna's Secret : Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

LIORA POVI woke to the sounds of laughter filtering through the thin walls of the cabin. It was Serena's, chirping and carefree, again mixed with Mom's quieter, amused laugh. I I lay still under the worn blanket, eyes glazed over the cracked, flaking paint of the ceiling above me, closing my chest against the familiar squeeze. Another morning in the Voss pack an outsider, always someone else.I let the blanket shift from my lap and swung my legs out of bed. My bare feet hit the chill of the floorboards, my skin prickling at the cool air. Twenty-two and nothing ever changes for me, even if I am adopted. The Hale family thought I was their miracle at first, and Mom and Dad would smile and tell me the Moon Goddess led them to me in a storm, that I was supposed to be theirs. Then five years after I arrived Serena came along-their blood daughter, with the same red hair as Mom and the same attitude as Dad-and everything was different. Dinner portions got smaller for me. Praise went only

I kept walking through the night until my legs felt like they were on fire. I walked half expecting to hear waking birds. The First rays of dawn became visible. The burn of the bond in my chest still burned, burning like a needle pushing at my skin, sharp and painful, the one reminder of what I had left behind, yet I refused to listen. Every time Ronan's face flashed before my eyes, those green eyes that watched me that last time before he raised Isolde's hand. I gritted my teeth and kept walking. I knew if I had stopped I would think too hard-then I would feel the pain in my chest, that broken bond point thirty-seven miles away and I would remember Ronan's name. I kept walking, sinking the nerves to my knees into whichever earth I was passing over. The edge of the wild ones would be no place to be weak, the stories from the pack said the rogues here would be starved or attacked by other wolves trying to get into the pack. But I would rather do that than go back.By midday, the hunge