Page 47 of True Luna: The Unknown Magic

I wanted to punch something.

Well, not something, someone. I wanted to punch Sienna and that fucker who helped her. I wanted to punch the Rogue King and that fucking witch.

“Well, as it turned out, they knew a bit more about the legend than we did,” my mom sighed. “It was still wrong, though, but they knew that I had magic. They knew that I could share it. So when the Rogue King took me, he let the witches experiment on me. They were trying to see how much I could endure. They were trying to make me use my magic and share it with them.”

I saw fucking red.

They experimented on my mom?!

Fia put a hand over her mouth and sobbed quietly.

“Oh, princess,” my mom said as she stood up and approached my sister.

She hugged her and kissed the top of her head.

“I am so sorry, mom,” Fia mumbled quietly.

“What did they do, mom?” I asked, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

My mom looked at me and sighed.

“It doesn’t matter, honey,” she said. “All you need to know is that your dad and your uncle saved me again.”

It was bad. I knew it. She would tell us if it wasn’t bad.

“So Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack was the Rogue King?” Fia asked, looking up at our mom.

“No, princess,” my mom said as she wiped the tears from Fia’s cheeks. “The Rogue King’s name was Samuel and he wasn’t an Alpha.”

“Where is he?” I asked angrily.

“Dead,” my dad said, making me look at him.

Well, at least he did something right. He killed all the people who hurt my mom.

“Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack was my real cursed mate,” my mom said. “The Rogue King thought that anybody could become my mate by marking me, but it wasn’t true. The curse created my second mate and it was Alpha Nathan of the Blood Moon Pack.”

I knew who Alpha Nathan was. I knew his son. He did the Alpha training a year earlier than me, so we didn’t cross paths, but I knew who he was.

But why was Alpha Nathan still alive? Why didn’t my father kill him?

“Did he hurt you, mom?” Fia asked quietly.

My mom took a deep breath and released it slowly.

“He came here because he was sure that he was my Goddess-given mate,” my mom said as he ran her fingers through Fia’s hair. “He was sure that your dad was the cursed one. He wanted me to give him a chance.”

“Were you already mated to dad then?” I asked her.

“I did,” my mom nodded. “That was four years after the Rogue King took me. Your dad and I were already mated and married then.”

“And he still insisted that you give him a chance?” I asked angrily.

My mom nodded.

“He was very sure that he was my Goddess-given mate,” my mom said.

“But how would he mark you if dad had already marked you?” Fia asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

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