Alora Luna Heartsong Novels & Stories

"You think I'd tell you anything, Lisa? You're just a weak little girl. What could you possibly do to me?" I leaned in closer, my eyes blazing with anger. "Maybe I didn't introduce myself properly," I said, my voice low and menacing. "I am not Lisa, the weak human girl you treated like dirt. I am Kiara Anderson, Luna of the Crimson Pack. And for everything you did to hurt me, you will pay." Jonas's eyes widened in shock, his face paling as he realized his mistake. He had thought he was dealing with the same timid girl he had betrayed, but he was wrong. I was Kiara, and I would make him pay for his crimes.

Running my business religiously had to be the best thing that I had going for me because I needed something else that would make everything work out smoothly. My eyes were rotating at one point, and I felt like something was actually wrong with me. Sonia walked closer to me and tapped my arm drawing me out of my reverie. I was a bit tired about my predicament. Thinking at all times wasn't going to do good to my system. "Luna, a few Alphas would be coming soon. I hear that they're arriving in the evening. We need to prepare for their arrival."

Sparks shoot beneath my skin, a flood of voices infiltrate my mind. “Mine,” he booms in my mind. He spins us towards the crowd steadying me. “Cantara Pack, I announce Aria as your official Luna, I have found a second chance at love and my second half.” Hoots and cheers can be heard, mixed with murmurs and looks of disdain. “I object,” a voice screams in scorn.

“The baby wants you!!” Charlotte stopped sipping her wine. She was now staring into nothing. Thankfully my beta came into the scene and took her away. “Now who was that?” Riley asked. “Mmmm…she tugged on Nicholas' shirt and called his name affectionately. Do you need a prophet to tell you who she is?” Luna Chloe replied Riley. They had just met, they did not even know each other prior to this but gossip had already united them. “Oooohh…” Riley howled. My brother, Landon, shook his head.

Her reflection glared back at her from the shattered pieces. “She dares steal this from me.” The witches’ vial pulsed on her vanity, the dark liquid swirling. She seized it, whispering fiercely. “You promised me the bond. You promised me his heart. If she takes this from me, I’ll take her power, her life, everything.” Her voice cracked, hysteria leaking through. “She will not outshine me. I am Luna. I am.” That night, Kaelen stood alone on the battlements, the moon high above, his wolf restless.

“If you did, I’d just come find you.” I took his hand, my fingers trembling slightly in his grip. His touch was warm, grounding. The hall quieted as the elder stepped forward, holding the ceremonial book. Arnold and I turned to face each other fully, hands still joined. The elder began the ritual words, but I barely heard them. My heart was pounding too loudly. Arnold’s eyes never left mine. “Do you, Arnold of Blue Moon, take Alora to be your Luna, your equal, your strength, your heart?”

For the first time in my life, I felt safe. Then my eyes drifted to the desk across the room, where a stack of glossy documents sat beneath a lamp. The top one bore a silver crest, a crescent moon cut through by a wolf's profile. Beneath it, in clean block letters, were two words: THORNE INDUSTRIES. Thorne. Alpha Kaelen Thorne. The most feared man in the city. The Lycan whose name Elder Marcus had spat in the dust at every pack meeting I had ever stood at the back of. I had spent the night in his arms.

Alessandro listened, his eyes wet, his hands holding mine tighter, his heart beating fast, I could hear it in silent Room 2808, beating like drum. "Luna. Luna De Luca Sinclair. Named Luna because she was born at night, full moon, soft, quiet, like moon, second twin, born October 1, 2021, at 2:15 AM, 2.9 kilos, two minutes after Leo, quiet, not roaring, just staring at Mommy like she knew Mommy was tired. Four and a half, but draws like eight-year-old, sings like angel, talks to everyone, loves everyone, forgives everyone, even Vanessa, even though Vanessa is witch. She is not allergic to anything, she eats everything, she loves strawberry milk, she drinks three boxes a day, she loves pink, s

Three hearts bright: human from Grace, Ghost from Marcus and me, Alpha burning hot from Kael and Alaric. Crib two: Skye Luna. Brown hair silver tips, blue ice eyes like Luna Skye, flash gray-gold white crown blue, small finger white heart gold thread. Three hearts faint: human from Grace, Ghost from us, Luna Queen snow jasmine from Selene and Luna Skye and Lyra.

She grumbled. Noah held her and spoke to her very gently. Laurel, it’s the power of a Luna. You can hear them, feel them, and guide them. That is what it means to be Luna. You are not invisible anymore, Laurel. You are the heart of this pack, but don’t worry, you can only hear if they are into trouble or they call onto you; beyond that, their voices won't disturb you, and if you don’t want to hear their voices, just close the mind-link.”