Novel & Cerita Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable

target.She thought about her baby, growing inside her. Could she really risk staying here, alone and vulnerable? She didn’t want to believe Dante’s world was as dangerous as he said, but something in his eyes—something raw—told her he wasn’t lying.Her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. It was Kira.“Luna, I’m coming over,” Kira said immediately. “I made pasta, and we’re going to talk this out.”Luna smiled weakly. “Thanks, Kira. I could really use a friend right now.”An hour later, Kira was sitting cross-legged on Luna’s couch, shoveling pasta into her mouth. “So let me get this straight—he wants you to move into his mansion? To ‘protect’ you?”Luna nodded, picking at her food. “It sounds cra

"What if I remember something that changes everything? What if the person I really am is someone I can't live with?" "Who do you think you are now?" Luna was quiet for a long moment. "I used to think I was Luna Reyes—a survivor who got a second chance. Then I thought maybe I could be Luna Vaughn—someone worthy of love and belonging. But now..." She swallowed hard. "Now I'm afraid I might just be Luna Winters, carrying around tragedy like a plague." "Why do you see Luna Winters as tragic?" "Because everyone she loves disappears." Luna's voice was barely a whisper. "Her mother vanished trying to protect her. The people who helped us disappear—they're probably gone too. And now I'm watching Gra

I had no strength to fight all these adversities hitting me. She set the tray down beside me, not minding that I hadn’t even replied to her greeting. It was as if she didn’t care about that. But of course, she didn’t, and if I ever made a mistake to end up with Nolan, I knew this would be my new life. A Luna who was deeply scarred by a betrayal of the heart and lacked any interest in her position or assignments. But she just stayed locked up in her room every day, with maids bringing in food to at least keep her alive.

A month later, Wolvent and I held our mating ceremony. It was huge—packs from everywhere showed up. Alphas came to curry favor, drawn by Suncrest's power and the strength of the Moonshade bond. Wolvent held my hand, proudly introducing me. I was now the Suncrest heir—and the Luna of Moonshade. Together, we'd united the two most dominant packs out there. A force no one could ignore. Eyes followed me everywhere—some full of awe, others dripping with envy. "Celina!" The shout cut through the party.

In a strange city, without friends, without money, without anyone. The tears came before she could stop them. It wasn’t just fear, it was a deep, silent despair that consumed her from within. Since the day she fled her old city, Luna had been surviving, not living. She slept in shelters, walked for hours on foot, and begged for silence and invisibility. Until one night, she stopped in front of a food stand and saw on the TV what she had never wanted to see: Ethan smiling at the altar, next to Amara, making vows of love. He had turned his wedding into a grand spectacle. No one talked about anything else except that wedding.

Now, she offered her expertise and insider knowledge to help Luna's cause. With Mara's assistance, Luna and her allies gained access to the most well-guarded secrets of the corrupt network. They uncovered a web of bribery, blackmail, and exploitation, with ties reaching deep into the highest echelons of power. It became clear that the sanctuary's battle was not only for its own survival but for the preservation of justice and integrity within society.

For their future. Luna opened her eyes and looked around the empty room, searching for any sign of hope or light. And then she saw it. A small flicker of light in the corner of the room. A small flame burning brightly in the darkness. Luna walked toward the flame and knelt down beside it, feeling its warmth on her face. The flame grew brighter and stronger, and Luna felt a sense of peace and calm wash over her. “I’m not alone,” Luna whispered to herself, her voice filled with determination. “I’m not abandoned. I’m not unloved.”

"Luna. My daughter. Your family. She would warn you every morning. Before you woke up. Tell you about me. Prepare you. Protect you. But she died yesterday. The protection is gone. And now you're vulnerable. To the Absolute. To manipulation. To exactly this. To thinking I'm the threat when really I'm the victim. Please. Please try to believe me. Try to trust me. Try to remember that your souls chose me. That your bonds know me. That your hearts love me. Even if your minds don't remember." "Our souls don't choose strangers." Erebus flickers rapidly. Agitated. Manipulated. "Our bonds don't connect to manipulators. Our hearts don't love abusers. You need to leave. Now. Before we call authorities

The deep voice on the other end of the phone reminded her leisurely. Luna’s eyes were indifferent, and her voice was flat. “How can I trust you?” Hearing this, the person on the other end suddenly laughed. “Do you have a choice? Has Nicholas contacted you? Does the Lovehart family still care about you? You are an abandoned child! You have a father in prison and a crazy mother. You have no hope for the rest of your life!” Luna was not blind to the truth, but these words still embarrassed her greatly. “Since I’m useless, why are you still working with me?”

My voice was rough, tears refusing to fall. Hector's fists clenched suddenly, his expression a mix of emotions. After a beat, he said, "I won't do any of that to you. I know you were just trying to make things right with me, made a mess of it. And considering how you've held down the fort while I've been away, I can forgive you. But you gotta step down as Luna. You know you're not fit to lead the Dark Moon Pack anymore." "That's what this is about, huh? Ruin me so Vanessa can take over as Luna? You're that fond of her, enough to smear my name?" I asked, desperation and heartbreak in my voice.