The Rogue Luna's Secret
She looked at him, at his dark eyes that looked so much like his father's, but held none of that cold iron.
"Do you really not know?" she blurted out. "Or are you just hiding it from me? Oh, stop with the pretence, Leo. Just stop it."
Leo blinked, his hands hovering in the air. "Know what? Mia, I’m genuinely clueless here. What am I supposed to be pretending?"
"Your father," Mia hissed, her voice trembling with the weight of the secret. "The 'security firm.' The broken wing tattoo. Do you really expect me to believe you have no idea that your dad is the Commander of a group of mercenaries who hunt special beings?"
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