The Luna's Rogue Alpha

POV-Pr

g through the windows, and I could see him fully. He looked the sa

e stepped forward, cautiously, peering down at my mother’s limp form, and I not

ting through my system. My hands clenched into fists at my sides.

over her and took a long, s

welcome I was expecting

and fineries, and I carefully crossed my hands b

phire wedding ring that still h

d, walking a narrow circle around Mother and pulled the lever along the wall that

s off of Randall. He nodded, pursing his lips and tilting his head as

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blush rise in my cheeks. I felt his gaze on my chest and ga

me, and I blushed deeper, feeling sweat prickle a

brother is

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my fan of golden lashes, watching his face fall as he spoke. A pang of sadness struck me as I looked upon hi

chen maid stepped inside, stifling a yelp when she saw

ms on the second floor?” I asked sweetly, somewhat unnerved by Randall’s hard, inquisitive stare as I addressed th

d I were alone. The air in the room felt tight and stuffy, th

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to se

d out to grip the back of one of the ornate co

dust and leather. But his underlying scent was still there, after all these years. He smelled of morning grass wet with de

, I hear. You marrie

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the room, and I felt slightly lighthe

my knuckles where I gripped the couch, tr

blame you for cho

outburst. “You’ve been gone for almost five years, Randall. You disappeared! Do

saying I chose this life for the wealth and fineries it awarded. I would have had those th

down on me, the corners of his mouth twitching angrily as I glo

a chill up my spine, “But now I’m the Alpha, and technically, you’re in MY house,

e.” I took my hand from the couch, wringing my hands together as I turned away from him, his searing gaz

em distracted by something out the window instead of mee

lled off his tongue and I stiffened. How long had it been since

turning around and attempting to stride past h

” His eyes met mine with a furious intensity that made t

r of us have been able to choose our own directions in life.” I paused, biting back the opportunity to take a dig at h

bed the tender skin beneath the silken sl

, his face still red with ebbing fury. I

tting remark I wanted to make instead. I remembered

s I entered the hallway and sank against the door, my hand resting

sh, the Rogue,