The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 111 Avery's POV "Why didn't you tell me she was already marked?" The Rogue King growled, and he backhanded Zara with a loud crack that left her knocked on the floor, holding her cheek in her hand. "Foolish woman, wasting my time." He cursed at her, leaning over her to make her look at him. "If she's marked, that makes. everything so much harder. Someone else could already have bred on her! The Moon Goddess heir will be incredibly powerful!" | blinked at their figures blearily. Gotta love when people are talking about getting you pregnant like you're some brood mare.

The whole situation was super fucked. | didn't really understand what the myth of the Moon Goddess Heir was supposed to do. None of the reading | had done so far had mentioned anything about bearing a child. | didn't know how to feel about the idea of children. My own. childhood had been so messed up, but my mother had loved me, | knew that. If | had a child, | would love them unconditionally as well. But right now, none of the men in my life were worth having children with!

Gideon didn't value me as a partner, and this ---- Rogue King, or whoever he was, had some seriously fucked delusions of grandeur... "Her mark had disappeared!" Zara yelled back at him, scrambling to her feet, "You never said it was important one way or another, and if you wanted me to look out for your precious plan, then you should have said so!" As they continued to yell at each other | slowly pushed myself back across the floor until my back hit the wall, and | pushed myself up. "Whose mark is it?" The Rogue King demanded. "| don't know!

| don't think she knows!" Zara pointed a shaky finger at me, and both turned to look at me. Whatever the mark was doing to me, it was lending me strength that was counteracting the substance the Rogue King had injected me with. | felt vitality flow through me, though | was not sure what had triggered it. Was this the Moon Goddess' blessing? Or something else? | supposed in the moment, it didn't matter. | needed to get out of here. They were both looking at me with angry expressions that didn't bode well for my future.

staying here to get bred to some one-eyed rogue with a penchant for anarchy! ---- | took a running leap towards the door, throwing the bolt as the Rogue King shouted, "Get her!" and darted out into the dark. Footsteps pounded behind me as | flew through the pack house, clumsily bumping off furniture. | was almost to the front door when | felt fingers grasping at my dress, and

door, but | bet | knew this house better than he did, and | knew that there was a back door that most pack members used for unofficial business. | whirled and ran for it. | heard them yelling behind me, but the mark was continuing to burn on my

mother is where we need her to be." | wanted to listen to more of their plans, but | heard the one-eyed rogue's boots heavy on the

letting rogues walk around the pack land without challenge, but | also wondered if they were trying to keep his presence a secret?

where my mother was, and Zara and the Rogue King were the key to finding that out. Even if | escaped and made my way to the human lands as I'd planned, she would still be here in their clutches! | needed to find a way to get them to