All Chapters of The Rogue's Forbidden Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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How close

Luna's POV The first thing I noticed was the silence.It wasn’t the soft, peaceful kind. No crickets. No rustle of leaves. Just the kind that made your instincts scream something’s wrong.Kael’s pace slowed beside me. I didn’t think much of it at first - he was always alert - but then he stopped completely. His head tilted, his ears straining like he could hear a sound I couldn’t.My pulse quickened. “What is it?” I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath.He didn’t answer right away. His jaw tightened, his gaze sweeping the trees. Then his eyes locked on mine, sharp and certain. “Magnus’s men. They’re close.”My stomach dropped. “How close?”His mouth pressed into a thin line. “Too close for comfort.”Before I could even think about reacting, his hand closed firmly around my wrist. He pulled me into motion - fast but silent, weaving between the trees until the shadows swallowed us. My heart was already pounding, but when I caught the faint crunch of boots on dead leaves behin

Maybe you need it

Luna's POV I didn’t mean to find it.We’d stopped for the night in a small clearing, the fire just barely keeping the chill away. Kael had gone to scout the perimeter, leaving his bag by the bedroll. I was looking for the map he always kept in the side pouch… but my fingers brushed something else.A small, worn leather journal.For a moment, I hesitated. I knew I shouldn’t. I really knew I shouldn’t.But Kael was a man made of locked doors and unspoken things, and here, in my hands, was a key.***I glanced toward the trees. No sign of him.My heart thudded as I opened it. His handwriting was sharp, deliberate, like every stroke had weight. I skimmed over the first page - a list of names, places, dates. But further in, the tone shifted. The words bent into sentences that felt heavier, warmer, rougher.The first one stopped me cold."I don’t know when it started, but I’d burn the world before I let him touch you."My throat tightened. My name wasn’t written, but it didn’t have to be

And then?

Luna's POV The first thing I feel when I wake up is heat.Not the uncomfortable kind that makes you want to kick the blanket away - but the steady, grounding kind that makes you want to stay exactly where you are.I open my eyes slowly, my cheek brushing against something solid and warm. It takes a second for my mind to catch up - until I realize it’s Kael’s chest I’m curled against, his arm heavy over my waist like it belongs there. His breathing is slow, even. For a moment, I wonder if I can get away with just… lying here, memorizing the way his heartbeat feels under my ear.Then his voice rumbles above me.“You’re awake,” he murmurs, still half-asleep, the sound of it making my stomach flip.I hum, not daring to move. “You noticed.”His chest shifts with a quiet laugh. “Hard not to. You’ve been staring at me for… what? Two minutes?”I scoff, heat rising to my face. “Don’t flatter yourself.”“Too late,” he says, and I don’t have to look up to know he’s smirking.I try to pull away

Hold on

Luna's POV The ruins were only hours away.We’d stopped by a stream to refill our flasks, the water cold enough to sting my fingers. I crouched down, splashing my face, trying to clear my head. But the second my hands touched the water, a sharp ache flared in my left arm.I winced. “Ow-”Kael’s head whipped around instantly. “What is it?”“It’s… nothing. Probably just a cramp,” I lied, pulling my sleeve down.“Luna.” His voice had that warning edge. “Show me.”I hesitated, but the ache pulsed again, sharper this time, like something alive under my skin. My throat tightened as I slowly rolled up my sleeve.The air between us seemed to freeze.There-just below my shoulder - was a faint, glowing mark. It swirled like molten silver, the lines curling in a symbol I didn’t recognize. The light wasn’t steady; it pulsed, matching the quick rhythm of my heartbeat.Kael’s eyes went hard. “When did this start?”“I-” My voice shook. “I don’t know. Maybe… after Magnus’s men caught me? I felt sor

Stop staring

Luna's POV When I woke, the world was warm. Too warm.It took me a second to realise it wasn’t the sun or a blanket - it was Kael. My head was pressed against his chest, his arm strong and steady around my waist. I could hear his heartbeat, slow and deep, like it had been there all along.I blinked, trying to focus, but my body… gods, my body was on fire. Not in the good way - it was a feverish burn crawling under my skin, starting from the faint mark beneath my collarbone and spreading like a chain of embers through my veins.A groan slipped from my lips.His voice came instantly, rough but soft. “Easy, Luna. You’re safe.”I tilted my head up to look at him. His face was close, his hair falling over his forehead, and his eyes - usually sharp and unreadable - were full of worry.“What… happened?” My throat felt dry, my voice scratchy.“You passed out,” he said, his hand sliding behind my head to keep me from moving too fast. “One minute you were fine, the next… you were burning up. I

Stay low

Luna's POV The air changed the moment we stepped into the ruins.It wasn’t just colder - it felt… older. Like the stones themselves still remembered every deal, every secret whispered between their walls. The moonlight barely reached through the broken pillars, casting jagged shadows over the ground.Kael stopped in front of me, one hand lifted in warning.“We’re close,” he whispered.I nodded, my heart thudding in my chest. My pulse wasn’t just from the walk - it was the knowledge that somewhere, beyond these crumbling walls, my father was meeting with Magnus.We moved in silence, careful not to step on loose rubble. My boots brushed over moss and dirt, and every sound felt louder than it should have.Kael led us to a half-collapsed wall, low enough to crouch behind but high enough to hide us completely. He dropped down first, then reached for my hand to help me lower myself beside him.His grip was warm, firm, and for a second too long, neither of us let go.Then a sound drifted

Maybe I have

Luna's POV The fire crackled softly, throwing sparks into the dark sky.I sat up from my blanket, pulling my coat tighter around me. Sleep was impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father’s hand gripping Magnus’s. I heard Magnus’s voice calling me the key.The night air was cold enough to make my breath visible. I glanced across the small clearing.Kael sat near the fire, his long legs stretched out, a whetstone in one hand and his blade in the other. The rhythmic scrape of metal against stone filled the silence. His face was half in shadow, but I could see the focus in his eyes. The heat from the flames danced over the sharp lines of his jaw.I hesitated before walking over. “You’re not sleeping either?”His head lifted, and for a moment he just looked at me like he’d been expecting me. “Not tonight.” His voice was low, steady. He turned the blade in his hand, checking the edge. “Too much to think about.”I lowered myself to sit across from him, the fire between us. “Y

Don't look back

Luna's POV The night was too quiet.Kael had warned me earlier-too quiet meant something was wrong. Wolves always made noise when they moved through the forest. Even rogues couldn’t help the crunch of leaves or the snap of twigs under their paws. But now… there was nothing.We were already moving fast when I smelled them.Magnus’s men.The scent was sharp, metallic, and bitter. My pulse leapt. “Kael-”“I know,” he cut in, his voice low but firm. “Run.”We didn’t speak after that. There wasn’t time. Branches whipped against my arms, the damp ground cold beneath my boots.My lungs burned as I kept up with him, his tall frame moving with effortless speed, every step calculated.A howl split the air behind us. It was too close.“They’ve seen us!” I hissed.“Don’t look back,” Kael growled, glancing over his shoulder anyway.Another howl answered the first, followed by the heavy thud of paws hitting earth. They were shifting - closing the distance. My heart pounded harder.Kael’s hand sho

Stronger than him

Luna's POV It started as a dull ache.Just a faint, irritating throb beneath my skin, right where Magnus’s cursed mark lay hidden.But then it hit me - hard.Pain tore through my arm, shooting into my chest like fire. My knees buckled before I even realized I was falling.“Luna!” Kael’s voice was sharp, panicked. In seconds, he was beside me, catching me before I hit the ground. “Talk to me. What’s happening?”I tried to answer, but the pain stole my breath. My fingers clawed at the dirt, my body shaking as the heat spread. The mark beneath my skin wasn’t just burning now- it was alive.“Kael,” I gasped, my voice trembling, “it hurts-”“I’ve got you. I’ve got you, just hold on.” His arms were around me instantly, pulling me into his lap. I could feel his heartbeat hammering against my side as he cradled me like I might shatter.The silver glow in my vision blurred the world around me, and then I heard it.A voice. Low. Smooth. Cold.Come to me, little wolf.My blood froze.It wasn’t

Better at what

Luna's POV If Kael was worried about yesterday, he didn’t show it.At least, not in the obvious ways.But I’d learned something about him - his silences meant more than his words. The way he kept me close all night after the mark’s flare… the way his hand had never once loosened around me… it was like he was scared I’d disappear if he let go.By morning, he’d made up his mind about something. I could see it in the way his jaw was set as we walked through the thick forest path.“Where are we going?” I asked, stepping over a fallen branch.He didn’t look at me, but his voice was calm. “To someone who can help. A healer. She owes me a favor.”A healer. That word alone sent a fragile wave of hope through me.We walked for hours, deeper into rogue territory until the trees thinned and a crooked little cabin came into view, half-covered in moss. Smoke curled from the chimney, and a windchime made of bones and feathers rattled in the breeze.The door creaked open before we even knocked.A

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