Stella Carter once thought that Sebastian Baker could shield her from the wind and rain to keep her safe for the rest of her life. But she didn’t expect that almost all the storms in her life were brought by him. Sebastian had another woman and she was nothing like her. He considered her as the sunshine in his life, bringing him warmth and strength.
Yes, Stella was bleak and could not compare to that woman.
But, just to live, she had to do her best.

The Rejected Rogue, The True Luna

Jason often teased me that it was magic that could also heal the dying. I regarded that notion in the same way I regarded the moon goddess. It simply did not exists. Whatever mystery force the pendant had, gods and magic had no part in it.

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. I pulled out a frying pan along with eggs and a package of bacon. I heard the rustle of the few other occupants as they woke halfway through cooking the bacon. I smiled to myself. The aroma of food never failed to get them out of bed.

"Morning," Justin said as he sat down at the kitchen bar. Justin was the black man who'd been part of the group that found me when I first came here. I'd been wrong in thinking he was fighter. He was actually the next Theta. The position was passed down to him a couple years after my arrival.

I set a plate of food down in front of him. "Who else is up?"

Chapter 8