All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Rise of an Omega Queen: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next morning, I woke up with an uneasy feeling.I couldn't explain it.Nothing had happened during the night. No strange calls. No messages. No footsteps outside my door.Yet I couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed.Maybe it was because of what Liana had told me.Or maybe it was because I was finally beginning to understand that the life I'd stepped into wasn't as simple as it first appeared.I got dressed and went downstairs.Liana was already at the table, reading something on her tablet.She looked up when I entered.“You're early.”“I couldn't sleep.”She studied me for a moment.“Still thinking about the messages?”“Yes.”She nodded.“I expected that.”I sat across from her.“Did you find out anything?”“Not much.”“That doesn't sound reassuring.”“It isn't.”She put the tablet down.“We're still trying to identify who sent them.I hesitated.“Do you think they're connected to my family?”“I don't know.”“You always say that.”“Because I don't want to give you

For several seconds, I couldn't move.Liana's words kept repeating in my head.Someone wanted your mother gone.I stared at her, waiting for her to tell me she'd made a mistake.She didn't.“You knew?”Her expression tightened.“I suspected.”“How long?”“Before you ever came to my house.”My chest tightened.“So you knew about my mother before you met me?”“Yes.”“And you still said nothing?”“I wasn't certain.”I laughed once, but there was no humor in it.“You could have told me.”“I could have.”“Then why didn't you?”“Because I didn't want to give you a theory when I didn't have proof.”I looked away.Part of me understood her reasoning.Another part was furious.My mother was the one subject I had spent years avoiding, and now I was being told that the story I'd believed might have been a lie.“Who would want her dead?” I asked.Liana was quiet.“I don't know.”I looked at her sharply.“You really don't know?”“I have possibilities.”“Tell me.”She hesitated.“That is where it b

I didn't speak during the drive back.The photograph was still in my hands.My father.My mother.Victor Hale.Three people standing together as if they had nothing to hide.But apparently, they had been hiding something for years.When we reached Liana's house, I went straight to the library.I placed the photograph on the table and stared at it.Liana stood across from me.“You should rest.”“I don't want to.”“Nina—”“How long did my father know Victor?”“I don't know.”“Was he involved in whatever my mother was investigating?”“I don't know.”I looked at her.“You keep saying that.”“Because I won't lie to you.”I looked away.That was the thing about Liana.Even when I was angry with her, I knew she wasn't trying to manipulate me.At least, I hoped she wasn't.“I need to know what happened that night,” I whispered.“I know.”“No. I mean everything.”She nodded.“Then we'll start with what we can prove.”She sat beside me.I looked at the photograph again.“There's something stran

The next morning, I woke up with one thought on my mind.Whitmoor.I couldn't stop thinking about the name written beside Hale and Wolfe in that old book.My family.Damien's family.Victor Hale.Three names that had somehow been connected long before I was born.And now I needed to know why.I found Liana in the kitchen.She was standing by the counter, reading through several documents.“You've been awake for a while,” I said.She looked up.“So have you.”“I couldn't sleep.”“I figured.”I pulled out a chair.“Did you find anything?”“Not enough.”I frowned.“You said we'd investigate.”“We are.”She placed a file on the table.“Your mother's records are incomplete. Someone removed several pages from the council archives years ago.”“Can we get them back?”“I'm working on it.”I opened the file.There were copies of old council documents, but several sections had been blacked out.“Who did this?”“We don't know.”I stared at the pages.Then I noticed something.“These dates.”“What

I couldn't speak.My father's words had left me standing there like a stranger in my own life.Cecilia was with Victor.No.It couldn't be true.Cecilia had been there that night.She had told me she was.She had cried with me.She had held my hand.She had told me it was my fault.I looked at my father.“Prove it.”His expression tightened.“I can't.”“Then why should I believe you?”“Because I have no reason to lie about this anymore.”I laughed bitterly.“No reason?”“You're my daughter.”“Am I?”The words came out before I could stop them.My father flinched.I immediately regretted saying it, but I couldn't take it back.He looked away.“I deserve your anger.”“You deserve more than that.”“I know.”Liana stepped forward.“Where is Cecilia now?”My father looked at her.“Still with the Golden Moon Pack.”“Does she know what happened?”“Yes.”My stomach twisted.“She knows?”“She knows more than you think.”I closed my eyes.Everything I'd believed about my sister was shifting.Th