A Luna's Last Goodbye Novels & Stories

All that was left was disgust. “Grace, can you stop clinging and making trouble—” I cut him off. “Canceling the mate ceremony is fine. Give my things back.” Victor froze. “What things?” I lifted my hand and unfastened the Luna Moonstone necklace at my throat. It was the token Victor’s mother had given me when our two families settled the engagement. My mother had given him something even more valuable. “Take back your Luna Moonstone necklace,” I said. “Give me my Blood Moonstone.”

The final entry had been written on the day I discovered them. Leighton had written a suicide note, every word filled with guilt toward Harley. Even the way she addressed him had changed. She called him "hubby". [Hubby, if I should die unexpectedly one day, everything I own will belong to you.] [As for Logan, I've wronged him. Leave him enough money to live out the rest of his life comfortably, and that will be enough.] The blood in my body turned ice-cold, and my hand gripping the mouse trembled uncontrollably. A violent wave of nausea rose from my stomach. I grabbed the trash can and vomited.

Those unspoken questions hung heavily in the air, weaving themselves into a fate they had to accept. Luna reached across the table. A simple offer of a handshake, yet a symbol that they were bringing everything to a peaceful close. "Thank you for being honest, Neonark," Luna said softly, a faint, sincere smile playing on her lips. "It's nice to finally see your face in person." Noah stared at the outstretched hand for a moment. He leaned forward and took Luna's hand in his. The warmth of their touch contrasted with the reality that this was both their first and last time touching each other.

We haven’t spoken alone since the last time I was with him, refusing to reject him and telling him what I expect. I don’t know what our future is. All I know is that I don’t think I can breathe in a world where he is not within shouting distance. I look up at the sky, the sun setting as a breeze picks up, blowing gently over my face as my hair whips around in its embrace. I can feel nature so much more keenly now that I have accepted my role as Luna. We are leaving in the morning, venturing out to see packs and find those who wish to join us here at the temple. We have already gained so many, but we need more diversity in our ranks.

There was only a huge hole where his gentle heart should have been. “No…no, no.” Her voice cracked. “This is not real, if this is a nightmare, then someone please wake me up.” She shook him with tears blurring her sight. “Wake up Kael.Please—wake up.” Her Luna mark—a thin crescent that was burned into her wrist—flared with white-hot pain.She screamed. The mark that joined them in life was unraveling. The bond between Alpha and Luna… broken. He was gone. Footsteps stormed down the corridor.Voices started rising—the guards shouted her name.

An assistant jogged up with a card, handing it to Luna with an apologetic bow. She opened it. I can't undo yesterday. So I bought tomorrow's light. — K Luna read it twice. Then she laughed. Not a soft, polite laugh. Not a dismissive snort. A full, bright, unrestrained laugh that echoed across the courtyard and probably reached the ridge where Kael was undoubtedly watching. Dante looked down at her, his dark eyes warm with satisfaction. "Good. That's the correct response." "Is he serious?" she managed between giggles. "He bought a sun. A whole additional sun."

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

Until Allea finally gave up on her life. "Liam loves me. He was never interested in you, Luna," Allea said before she breathed her last. She managed to provoke Luna until the wolf woman became even angrier at her. "YOU'RE DEAD!" screamed Luna as she took Allea's life with her own hands. "LUNA!" called the other wolf. Luna turned around and hurried away leaving Allea in the cave. Allea was found lying stiff with her eyes open. The woman shed tears in her last moments and came to a sad end.

Luna was almost hypnotized by the sound. Albert sang the lyrics of "Goodbye" by Air Supply, and each word seemed to resonate with his true feelings. The pain in his voice was palpable, and Luna felt it deeply. He was letting her go for her own good, even if it meant hurting himself. The lyrics conveyed his willingness to endure pain rather than make her cry. There was nothing left to do but say goodbye. "I can see the pain living in your eyes And I know how hard you try You deserve to have so much more

“Ash feeds the soil. New things grow.” Adrian reached out, shutting down the feed. The studio fell quiet. The monitors dimmed to a soft glow, only the sound of the waves outside breaking the silence. Luna exhaled, finally. Her hands shook as she lowered the camera. Damien’s voice came through, low. “It’s over.” Luna shook her head slowly. “No… it’s beginning.” Adrian looked at her, eyes searching. “You mean the recovery?” She met his gaze, fierce and unflinching. “No. The reckoning.”