All Chapters of Half-blood Luna and The Blind Prince of Rogue : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Xevia's POV I looked back at my omega-best friends, Shea, Ivanna, and Luvia, who knew the truth. But none of them had any intention of defending me. None of them dared to look me in the eye, all bowed down and hiding behind the shadows of those who hated me. They have proven to be the worst people. They knew everything about Alarick and me, which was why I felt so miserable most of the time since Alarick betrayed me. My mind began to spin, and all I had to endure for the past few days were memories of being taken advantage of. I headed back to where Alarick was, but I no longer found him there. The man was gone. He had disappeared. "Throw her out! Get her out of here! That Omega slut doesn't belong in a dignified pack like ours. She belongs with a bunch of rogues!" "Banish her!" "Get rid of her!" "I'll kill her by myself!" That voice..., the familiar voice, it was the only person who could put fear deep inside my soul. The man had appeared suddenly in front of me as if appeari

Xevia's POV The young man and I returned to the room I had been staying in. Our steps halted at the end of the stairs."Oh yeah, I haven't introduced myself to you. I am Archer." He smiled warmly."Xevia." I returned his handshake."Oh yeah, can I ask you something?" I asked Archer in a hesitant tone."Go ahead.""What's the name of your pack? Sorry, I'm just an omega. I cannot know what kind of wolves you are," I explained.Archer smiled slightly. He touched both my shoulders. His face lowered to my level."We are the rogues. We have no pack, and they call us the villains."As soon as those words entered my ears, I felt the temperature of the air around us drop drastically, and Archer stepped back slightly. He chuckled awkwardly and scratched his neck. "Sorry if it's frightened you."The awkwardness slowly disappeared as if it had never existed between us. "No," I smiled. I didn't want him to see my suspicion."Take it easy," Archer interjected."We won't bite you if that's what

Xevia's POV The car I was in entered the city at dawn, and I saw skyscrapers everywhere, standing with pride. There are big screens with pictures and text running. It looks amazing. For a moment, I forgot the bitterness I had just experienced. I was busy admiring the beauty of this great city. The last time my mom took me around town was when I was four or five years old. That was so long ago that I can't remember it at all. My mom and I spent most of the time in the forest and at the pack's house to serve Ivyari's family. Alarick once promised to take me to the city to pick out my dream wedding dress at a famous and expensive boutique. He also promised to buy me fancy jewelry and take me out for a romantic dinner. But it turned out that all those dreams were just wishful thinking. None of them came true.I felt my chest tighten at the remembrance. I inhaled and exhaled rapidly. Xevia, forget him, I told myself. I crumpled my clothes as the feeling came back to haunt me. I had to le

Xevia's POV I was starving, but I chose to endure this hunger rather than eat at the same table as that blind psychopath. Earlier, Xander asked me to come down immediately and eat in the dining room. He also said that Dorothy cooked delicious roast beef for me. But I pretended to be deaf and didn't respond. Maybe he was annoyed, so he went downstairs and left me in the room. My stomach growled with hunger, and it felt twisted."Honey," I stroked my stomach."I'm so sorry," I hissed. It didn't feel good to be hungry, but I was sickened to be eating at the same table as that heartless, cruel man."Young lady, may I come in?" Dorothy's voice came from behind the door, breaking my reverie."Yes, come in!" The older woman appeared and walked into my bed. Looking at me softly and smiling, "Young master is still expecting you for dinner."I grimaced. Why was he still waiting for me to have dinner with him?"Please can you tell him that I'm not hungry," I pleaded with Dorothy."But you look p

Xevia's POVXander asked me to sit in the kitchen and watch him make hot chocolate like a professional bartender. I had to admit that I was impressed. I never knew Xander could do this since he was blind. But it turns out that his hands are very skillful and look so natural as they go through the motions of pouring boiling water into a small ceramic cup.Honestly, I didn't like being here with him, but I had no choice. My ego told me to get out of the kitchen and pretend that I wasn't hungry. But my body was doing the exact opposite of my ego. My body sat sweetly waiting for Xander to finish making hot chocolate and sandwiches for me. How embarrassing!Kick!My baby kicked hard again as if he couldn't wait for me to feed him."Be patient, honey," I said as I stroked my belly, throbbing from his hard kicks."Do you want extra ketchup? Or extra mayonnaise?" Xander asked while opening the fridge, and his hand groped one by one the things in the refrigerator until he found the ketchup bo