The Rogue Luna's Blood

ooked at me, or the way they treated me. It was not fair! Why would every one assume us, rogues, were such terrible scum? It was not my fault that they had been born inside that pack

is cake got ruined. The Omegas had to obey Cassandra because she was the Head, like a Governess. And Alpha Erik’s carrot cake was sacred. Seeing how the rogue girl was

nd there (not too harsh, for Cassandra might find out and since I was not only recovering but kind of nobody could punish another member from that pack wi

was not so hurtful, especially because I had no expectations

ngle slap and be able to live on with my life. They would be very harsh with me, since I was so unwelcome by most of them. I didn’t even know why the Alpha sent me to the kitchen and not had me killed or put into hard work. No. I

dry by that time, and fold them. I was not allowed in the packhouse other than in the kitchen and

ng so far?” Aaron as

f, just answering rarely, only if really

efore putting it into the big basket. So he knew exactly what I w

king girl.” He said. “

ointment and it would reduce the pain and help healing.

ork!” He held thumbs up and I did the same, smiling. He waved goodbye and turne

if it tasted just like it smelled, I could understand why Alpha Erik loved that cake so much. I was lovin

e day before. It was a test and we ate it with biscuits. Now, I was just nervous. Wh

n my shoulder

rfect. Just like yesterday.” She reassured

would. I knew not all mothers were like that because we would encounter other rogues and I could se

ok a deep breath and start

g for any dessert was just easy. But I had never used a stove befo

t pack - for I planned on doing so - I was not going to be without work. I had no wolf, I was more human than anything. Probably, I