From Rougue To Luna novel Chapter 55

"It's the truth." His voice was quiet, deep in thought as my eyes opened.

I turned to look at him as he faced out in front of us, breathing deeply before turning back to me.

"How can you say that?" I said in a breath.

His eyes swirled, filling with emotion as they pierced into mine, capturing my gaze and not releasing it as he stepped closer, slowly closing the distance between us. His hand gently brushed my hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear.

I shook my head, feeling tears stinging my eyes. "I mean it Rhett. How could you possibly still want me knowing what you know? I've tried to run from every dark part of me. Tried to hide the ugly scars scored into my soul, but they keep clinging to me, following me everywhere I go like shadows."

"Lili, you're mine. Scars and all." His voice was deeper than before, almost husky as his eyes turned nearly indigo.

My breath stalled and I felt my heart do the same before I blinked back at him, unable to look away.

"Are you ready?" He asked after what felt like an eternity.

"For what?" I asked quietly.

He smirked and pulled me into a tender kiss. "To go and get them?"

I threw my arms around his neck as I smiled against his lips, leaning into him as he picked me up off of the floor. "More than you'll ever know." I whispered as I kissed him deeply.

He gently placed me back down on the wooden planks beneath our feet and stroked my cheek gently. "Come on then. Time to get the plan together. We leave tonight."

He laced his hand with mine and moved to walk away from the balcony, but I tugged him back. He stopped and turned to face me with a look of confusion. "What is it?"

I felt an overwhelming need to share with him as the hum of the bond surged through my fingers, radiating through my palm and up my arm before warming through my chest.

The next several hours flew by as Rhett, Asher and Weston began to devise a plan of attack, hoping to use the element of surprise as we moved in on the little cabin I'd come to know so well in my past.

I sat back in the leather back chair, quietly listening, memorizing every detail that I could. I only inserted any change or added my input twice, knowing how Cage would respond to certain types of action. A useless feeling was slowly filling me, but I tried to focus on the task at hand. My part of the plan.

My job was to get to Avery and my daughter. And then it hit me. I didn't even know her name. I had no idea what Cage had decided to call her. Only the one I'd held in my heart. The one I'd spoken to her as my hand stroked my growing belly.

Huntleigh.

I'd spoken it only once out loud to him, but I doubt he'd ever planned to use it just for spite. A flash of sick thoughts crossed my mind at her life in his care. The life I'd unknowingly left her to endure. The one I'd known better than anyone.

I couldn't help the anxious feeling rising up inside of me, filling me until it was suffocating every breath I tried to breathe into my lungs. My knee bounced nervously until I couldn't stand it anymore. I stood from my chair and began moving around the room, touching random objects and putting them down, pacing the floor boards as I listened.