The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 154

Dylan's POV

I strapped the baby behind me and ensured that it was tightly secured on my back and then I let out a devilish smile on my face and proceeded to the next thing on my agenda.

I was so happy that my plan was going so well and I didn't even have to do so much. It only came at the cost of a few lives but ultimately, it was for the greater good. Even in their graves, if they'll be buried, they'd be glad to have died for a great cause like this one.

I had Sophia to thank for all that I had achieved so far. If she hadn't given me some counsel, I'd have failed flat in my attempt to abduct Aurora's baby and save my mother from the hands of those monsters. It was she who suggested to me that there was a need to cause a riot at the Pack borders using our warriors so that Alex and most of his warriors would be distracted, giving me room to carry out my plan without any hindrances at all.

It was the most perfect plan that I had ever carried out and with our mole in the Pack, it was made even easier as I was well informed about the exact time that Aurora put to bed, which helped me to know when to step in to get her child.

From Aurora's room, I walked stealthily toward my mother's chambers, hoping to not get spotted by any of the guards that I might have missed on my way coming. I didn't want to take any chances at all so I had to tread with caution.

On getting to the room, I thought about barging in but I didn't want her to be scared or anything so I decided to knock instead. I knocked on the door twice but there was no response from her. So I decided to gently push the door open so I could see and rescue her.

I pushed the door open and entered the room, scanning around the room for any sight of her. The room was messy. There were clothes littered everywhere and knowing how meticulous my mother was in arranging her clothes, I knew that something was wrong with her.

The floor wasn't swept and I wondered why. My mom was never the one to tidy the room. Royalties had no business with chores. It was always the maids doing that as it was required of them. Perhaps, Alex and my father had connived to ensure that no maid was sent to her room to tidy it. I didn't want to believe that my mother was the one who turned them away.

I looked at the bed which was also very untidy as a lot of clothes were littered on it and the bedsheet on it wasn't properly made. There, my mother was, sitting and staring at the ceiling. I wondered what she was thinking about so deeply that she couldn't even know that someone else was in the room.

I felt so mad at the sorry state that she was in. She looked so dirty as the dress she wore was torn in several areas and didn't look like it had been washed for several days. It looked like she had had that dress on for quite a while without changing it with another.

As I walked closer to her, she snapped out of her thoughts and immediately turned to see who it was that walked into her room without her consent. She opened her mouth to scream on seeing me, holding her clothes very tightly. My presence caused her to be gripped with fear, especially since she did not know that it was me.