Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable Novels & Stories

she stammers, immediately turning on her heel and fleeing the room. Ethan crashes heavily against the sofa, his brain completely melting under the aggressive hallucinogen. Through the agonizing, fiery haze, he only registers one devastating fact. Luna left. She thinks he is filthy, so she abandoned him. Watching coldly through the narrow crack of the adjoining restroom door, Luna waits for the perfect moment. But her calculated composure violently shatters when Ethan suddenly sweeps a crystal tumbler off the table. Staggering to his feet, he grabs a jagged, lethal shard of glass from the carpet.

“You’ve begun the trial.” “The trial looks a lot like reliving my traumatic childhood abandonment,” I snapped. “Exactly,” Mr. Yellow replied smugly. I glared. “You’re lucky you’re fluffy, or I’d punt you straight into the next dimension.” The forest spirits whispered again, their voices threading through the branches like a haunting melody: “Queen Luna, Moon Queen … Kyla Moon…or whatever you walk both paths, cursed and chosen. Will you face what was taken? Will you claim what was denied?”

“You want to talk? Have you forgotten that you left her here? Have you forgotten that you abandoned her with us when you knew that she had no one but you?” “When you knew that every single issue and mark on her body was caused because you abandoned her with us when she was supposed to be with you and no one else?” Her statement gave me chills. My hands balled into fists. When did I start feeling bad for abandoning people? “Only the Goddess knows where she is at the moment,” Luna continued. She wasn’t stopping; she wanted to make sure that everything that she was saying got committed to my memory. “It might just be one of those people you have countlessly hurt in the past. They are taking rev

It's eyes are sapphires. Beautiful. Abby cuts her hand. Blood drips from her wound. She passes the knife to me. I wanted to close my eyes when I cut my hand, but I didn't want to display myself being weak in front of my future pack. Abby and I hold our hands together. "I, Abby Nightwalker resign as Luna. I transfer all my power and strength as Luna of this pack to you Elizabeth Crowe. Elizabeth, do you as Luna, accept this?" "I do."

Four different packs made up the alliance, something Tristan had orchestrated and managed years ago, something that worked well for the most part only right now, with each pack facing their own brand of trouble we were bandying warriors around like they were going out of fashion, not one of the packs had enough support to ward off everything and I we were now seeing how the cracks in our armour was failing us. Our own Luna was taken, abducted from her car after it was ran off the road. I hadn’t met her, yet I was stationed out at the east coast pack trying to put out another fire, not that I was confident I had managed it. It was fucking hard to play nice with a bastard that I wanted to rip

Luna continues her rant as she turns away from me and leans on the balcony with her free hand to steady herself. "You break us…tell us we're nothing, worthless, and undeserving of love…then after all the mental abuse and damage you try to scar our bodies because scaring our hearts and minds wasn't enough and you want everyone to see how damaged and unlovable you've made me. And then if we ever get away you haunt us every night in our dreams…pulling me back into the same hell I fought so hard to escape." Luna replies in a hoarse voice. I hear Luna sigh and then she downs the last of her bottle.

I didn’t look at him. “You did what had to be done,” he said, firm, steady. “For yourself. For her. And for the pack.” I clenched my jaw. “Even if she hates me for it?” Trevor let out a short breath, shaking his head. “She was never meant to be your Luna.” His eyes met mine. “And you know that.” The truth of it settled between us. Crystal was gone. Enough. Crystal was gone. That chapter was closed. Now, I had a pack to protect.

The journey to reclaim the realm's identity, guided by Luna's strategic brilliance, had come full circle, leaving behind a legacy of resilience and unity. With the river's purity restored and the sacred place liberated from the sinister group's influence, Luna turned her attention to the citizens of Blackmoon. As the celestial guardian, she embarked on a journey through the Blackmoon streets, ensuring that the tendrils of manipulation no longer entwined the hearts and minds of the Blackmoon populace.

But I will play her stupid game. "Oh, I doubt that honey," I say, smiling sweetly even though I know she can't see me. MIKE POV Lance and I watch from a distance as Abby challenges Luna. We have been guarding her since the rogue attack. She hasn't noticed us, which is good. Luna looks so calm at Abby's disrespect. I secretly pray to the goddess for my big sister. She has never been a fighter, and the way Luna is moving is scary. She is circling Abbs like she is the wolf, and Abbs isn't.

Chapter 73: He Took His Own Life LUNA stayed in place for a couple of hours without doing anything. She just sat there inside the closed room with no windows and door without doing anything. If she just wanted to, she could easily blow the room up even when she was being "restrained" by the devices that Abaddon put on her body. If she just really wanted to, she could have escaped the moment she woke up from "fainting".