All Chapters of Loner for Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PrueDinner with Dad was quiet - at least until the first inevitable question dropped.“So, how was your first day at school?” he asked, casually enough, though I could already feel the concern hiding behind his calm tone.“It was okay,” I replied, poking at my food. “You know how new beginnings go... awkward, mostly.”He nodded knowingly. “True. Did you make any friends?”“Not yet,” I said with a shrug. “I’ve just been trying to keep up with the curriculum and catch up on what I’ve missed. Starting mid-semester isn’t exactly smooth sailing.”His face softened with understanding. “Yeah, that can’t be easy.”There was a short pause as we both chewed in silence. Then he asked, “Anything interesting about the school? Something you think you might like?”“I hope so,” I said vaguely, not wanting to get into too much detail.Then I leaned back and added, “But there is something... unexpected.”He raised an eyebrow, waiting.“At least one-third of the students are weres.”That got his attent

PrueI opened my locker and switched out my textbooks like a robotic ATM – books in, books out, on autopilot. The routine felt endless. Numbing. My fingers worked mechanically, but my mind was already far away, floating somewhere above this fluorescent-lit hallway.A shout pierced through the white noise of slamming lockers and teenage chatter.“Fu.ck you!” A girl’s voice, sharp as glass.“Last I remember, I fu.cked you!” came the equally crude reply from a guy’s voice – low, biting. “I know you are eager to get a repeat of my di.ck but you’re just too big of a sl.ut for me to ever go back for seconds.”My eyes flicked toward the sound on instinct. A tall guy with black hair – senior, probably, but we didn’t share classes – was marching down the hallway with a storm on his face.“Oh really?” the blonde girl shot back, walking beside him. “Well, I clearly recall you enjoying me plenty of times while moaning, ‘You’re so good, so good, I’m gonna come real fast.’”He flushed crimson, as t

PrueIt was a bright, sunny day – exactly the kind that begged to be enjoyed outside. But my girls were holed up in the library, studying for an upcoming test like responsible little nerds. I didn’t want to waste my lunch break buried in textbooks, so I grabbed my sandwich and headed out, eager to let the sun kiss my cheeks for a while.I scanned the yard for a decent spot and spotted a long bench with a perfect view of the campus. It looked peaceful. Ideal. I made my way there and settled in with a satisfied sigh, unwrapping my sandwich.Peace, however, is apparently too much to ask for."Move."The voice snapped through the air like a whip. Low, sharp, arrogant. The kind that’s used to being obeyed without question.I didn't even glance up. But the wind carried his scent my way, and I instantly knew who it was: that hot-headed young Alpha. The stench of entitlement practically followed him like a shadow. I kept munching my sandwich, pretending I didn’t hear as I had no idea who he w

PrueSome days just smell wrong.You walk into school, and the air feels thicker, like the universe has already scheduled your chaos for the day. I knew it the moment I stepped through the doors. My wolf had been twitchy all morning, pacing under my skin like she sensed something was coming. And when my wolf gets edgy? Trouble’s not far behind.I’d barely made it halfway down the corridor when the universe confirmed my suspicions – in the form of a shove strong enough to rattle a human’s spine.Of course, I wasn’t human. Still, the nerve.I nearly went face-first into the floor. But I caught myself just in time – my wolf grounding us, locking our legs into place like roots through concrete.Who the hell pushes a girl? The thought flared through me like a strike of lightning. My jaw tensed.Could that Alpha prick have sent some of his lackeys to deal with me? I took a long breath, but couldn’t detect any weres behind me. That made it even more suspicious – I hadn’t stirred up any troubl

PrueI was grumpier than usual this morning, which made me mentally pause and wonder – was my period coming soon? I opened the app I use to track my cycle. Nope. Still a week to go. So much for that theory. Maybe it was just one of those delightful hormonal curveballs my body liked to throw now and then. Fun fact: being a female is such a joy. Please note the sarcasm.Honestly, if guys had to deal with periods, they’d probably off themselves after six months. Between the mood swings, bleeding, cravings, and the occasional emotional meltdown, I sometimes wondered if womanhood was some kind of punishment for sins from a past life. And if that theory held any water, I was more than ready to drop to my knees and beg the universe for forgiveness – anything to get my uterus to quit its monthly tantrums.Still, I couldn’t complain too much. I didn’t have cramps or a heavy flow like some girls I knew. Back at my last school, there was one girl who basically went into hiding the first three day