Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable Novels & Stories

Because I was puzzled to think of an excuse for him, that's what I said. I already know that, before I came here, I already searched on the internet about them. And I read that Alpha, especially the leader, needed to have Luna who is compatible with them. Gosh! He was a bit surprised by my question, but he just smiled and looked up at the sky. "I still don't. I don't look for her. I'm just letting fate cross our paths together. Because that's how we should meet our perfect mate." Based on what I've read on the internet, Luna is like a living queen too. Just offer the rest of your lifetime to your alpha, then you will have power too like them.

Rhea POV The former Luna was abandoned? I thought as I slowly lifted myself from the cold toilet lid. I knew the former Luna was murdered. I also knew Alpha Ragnar only started keeping multiple mistresses after her death. From what I’d heard, he might have been cruel, but he still loved his wife—so how could she have been abandoned? That word kept circling my mind as I stepped back into the bedroom, now smelling faintly of lemon and bleach. It looked spotless, like last night hadn’t happened at all. The sheets were replaced, the floor gleamed, and even the air felt too clean.

The reason he never believed his wife was dead until he sees her corpse. My clothes were ragged and covered in thick dirt, carefully torn in strategic places to show old scars and bruises that the guards at the Rogue kingdom had purposely given me—one meant to tell a story of long suffering. My once-glorious—maybe I wouldn't say mine—it was Luna Evelyn's, the silver hair was knotted, matted with dirt, and hung in tangled waves—looked like it hadn't been combed or washed for years—around my face. My skin wasn't flawless. No. Instead, it bore smudges of filth, and my eyes carried just enough blankness to seem haunted just like that of a ghost.

She placed her hand on my chest, completely unbothered by the fact that this was a public place. "Are you happy now? If you hadn’t come to my house today, Kya wouldn’t have run away," I glared at her, shaking off her hand. "What? She’s Luna. How could she run away on such an important day? Hosting the Moon Goddess Festival is the duty of every Luna," Lina said. "Shut up! You have no right to judge her! Get away from me, I don’t want to see you!" I snapped. Lina froze her eyes hurt, but she said nothing and turned away.

There are stains that never fade. Just for one second I closed my eyes. I had been that girl. In the years before I became Luna of Iron Hollow, I’d ridden difficult roads, in a world that did not tolerate hesitation, and where mercy was not an option. I have done things that make me stay up at night. However, I abandoned this lifestyle on a roadside outside of Tulsa and never turned back again. On the day I took the Luna patch from Colt, I chose differently. But they never forgot what I had been before.

The overgrowth surrounding, reaches around halfway to the lower windows, though a clear trampled path leads to what we believe may be a back door, the newly trampled grass giving away that the building is not so abandoned after all. The teams have spent the best part of 24 hours scoping out the building, running the perimeter and planning around our findings. Our team in the North alerted us to the abandoned building early this morning after they had stumbled upon it on their search and noticed it was being guarded. After a couple of hours of surveillance, they got eyes on the Luna in one of the windows. The team leader said they couldn't be one hundred percent sure it was her, because the d

Her eyes were their usual bright green and her red hair was framing her face today, she finally looked as if she had some colour in her which was a good sign. “You have read the prophecy child, if we do not unite, your mother will kill all of us in a few months to pave the way for a new beginning” “No” everyone looked at Luna TJ “She will kill all of you” she looked around the room at each one of us and I finally understood, Luna TJ was the future Moon Goddess and the only leader of wolves, she was after all the Moon Goddess's daughter.

Luna remained silent for several seconds. Her expression slowly changed, as though something inside her were breaking. “My daddy… abandoned me…” she whispered, staring at the floor. Marcela pulled her into a tight embrace. “I’m here, my love…” she whispered, pretending to comfort her. “Mommy will never abandon you. Never.” She kissed the top of Luna’s head. “I’m your mother. You need my love. And I will never leave you.” Luna cried, burying her face against her mother’s neck.

The call ended. The woman stared at Luna’s photograph. Then drove a pin directly through it. Far away, Luna stood at her office window, unaware. The storm was growing. The enemy was moving. And somewhere in the darkness, people had already begun planning her downfall. What they didn’t understand was simple. Luna Albert had survived betrayal. She had survived loss. She had survived becoming invisible. A smear campaign would not destroy her. But it would reveal something far more dangerous. Because every attack pushed Phantom closer to the surface. And once Phantom fully returned— Someone was going to regret waking her.

"It’s a Graveyard. It’s built from the memories of every woman who was 'Too Much' and didn't survive the rejection. The First Luna archived the ones she could use... but she dumped the 'Glitches' down here" Beside us, Leo was a shadow of himself. The "First Luna" re-installation had left him with hair as white as salt and eyes that flickered between silver and grey like a failing terminal. He held a single, black butterfly in his palm, his runes pulsing a bruised purple.