True Luna novel (Emma and Logan) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Hurt

Emma POV

I felt like I was going to throw up.

I was angry. I was hurt. I was terrified.

I didn’t know when or how, but I found myself kneeling on my bathroom floor, trying to empty my stomach into the toilet.

My whole body was shaking, and I wasn’t sure if it was because of anger or how scared I was.

He was after me. He wanted me. He was going to take me.

Nobody could help me. Nobody could

save me.

Suddenly, I wished I was back in that cave with Rolf. At least he planned on killing me. At least my suffering would

have been short.

The Rogue King wanted to mark me. He wanted to make me his. He wanted me to give birth to his children. He wanted to use me.

But why me? There was nothing special about me. I wasn’t powerful. There was nothing special about me.

A panicked sob escaped my lips.

Oh, Goddess, what do I do?

I couldn’t let him take me. I had to do something. I had to run. I had to hide.

My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to break my rib cage and jump out of my body.

I couldn’t stop shaking.

‘Andrew and Logan will never let him hurt us.’ Eliza whined, making the pain in my heart increase tenfold.

‘Are you kidding me?’ I growled at her. ‘Logan only changed his mind once he found out that I was powerful! He didn’t want me before that, Eliza! I don’t want his help. I don’t need his help.’

‘He wanted you! Leon told me

everything!’ she cried out. ‘He always did, Emma. Please, talk to him. Let him explain.’

‘There is nothing to explain.’ I said angrily. ‘He will never touch me again. I will never be his.’

Eliza whined loudly, and I blocked her. I couldn’t handle her pain. My own was more than enough.

I sat down on the cold floor with my

head between my knees.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know

what to think. I could only sob and feel the pain in my heart.

I should have known something happened. Logan loved his pack more than anything. He would never change his mind without a good reason. I guessed that me supposedly being a powerful Luna was a good enough reason. Well, of course it was. It would help him with his pack.

I was nothing to him but a means to an end.

I just wanted to be loved for who I was. I wanted to be loved because I was

Emma, not because I was the True Luna.

And the only one who’s ever loved me

just because I was Emma was Jake.

He never cared if I was small or weak. He trained me, not to make me stronger for his benefit, but to help me defend myself better. He did it for me, and he didn’t expect anything back. He loved me even when he found out I was not his mate.

I just wished that I could love him back the same way. I wished that he was my mate.

Maybe he could be.

Maybe I wasn’t the True Luna. Maybe I wasn’t even pure white. I probably had other colors on my fur, but they were well hidden and we didn’t notice them.

If I could prove that I wasn’t a pure white wolf, Logan would surely reject me again. I would be free to accept

Jake as my chosen mate.

I would be free. I would live a peaceful, happy life with a mate who loves me.

I could feel Eliza’s pain increasing. I could hear her muffled whine. I forced her even further back into my mind. I couldn’t deal with her pain right now. She would get used to it. She would have to accept my decision.

With that newfound hope, I pushed myself off of the floor and stood up.

I decided to go to Amy, shift, and make her examine every part of my body. There had to be different colors on my body. I couldn’t be the True Luna. I was nothing special.

I checked the time and saw it was 6 am. Amy would have to get up a little earlier today.

I put my sneakers on, tied my hair into a ponytail and grabbed my jacket.