Alora Luna Heartsong Novels & Stories

As we run, I feel the strong wind on my face, I hear the paws hitting the ground, I feel Byron's joy, as I feel a unity with the pack, I keep looking at the moon. Was it really a higher power of the Moon Goddess who decided to bring me here to this place so I could make it my home? Was it her will to guide Maddie towards my dad and me so we could save her and destiny could make the circle and finally lead me back here? I clench my fist stronger on Byron's fur. I know that it's just the beginning of my road as a Luna, of my life as Theon’s mate, of accepting my role as Rosie's mother. That's not something I had in mind when I used to think of my future, but still, I don't regret anything and

You cannot be my Luna, and you cannot unsee what you’ve seen, and I’m sorry I cannot let you go. “No, I am not half-blood, my name is Alora Lance, and I’m just a girl who, out of hunger, made a huge mistake. I didn't know your play or costume party was such a big deal and I apologize sincerely for that. I was hungry, and I swear I did not come to the park to spy on or harm or do any of those things you’re accusing me of. "Please you have to believe me "I pleaded, looking from one face to another, but they just stared back at me like they did not believe me.

The Luna they should have had. Ryker’s chest tightened when he saw me, but his voice carried strong and commanding through the hall, as he held out his hand for me to join him. “Tonight, I claim what should have been claimed long ago.” Murmurs swept through the crowd, but he silenced them with a raised hand. “This is Alora Windsong. Daughter of My beloved Lyra.” His voice hardened, his gaze sweeping over the hall, “and Mine,” as he turned to me, wrapping his arms around me. I tried very hard to hold back the tears.

“How do you know that?” “I know many things,” he said enigmatically. He leaned down, his face inches from hers. The scent of cedar and rain, the scent she had smelled right before she blacked out, was overwhelming. It was intoxicating. For a moment, the pain in her chest vanished, replaced by a strange, humming warmth. “But mostly, I know that your heart is beating a rhythm that sounds like an end. Why is Luna of the South dying in a rogue bar?”

“Riya Wolfsong, Luna of River Hearts.” And I rose.

What the fuck is she talking about. “2…1…Happy Birthday!” The crowd shouts. Everyone starts to sing for he is a jolly good fellow at the top of their lungs. I zone them out and I feel my sister grab my arm. When I smell it, the most intoxicating smell in the world, my mate’s scent. I can hear her heartbeat loudly, feel the tug on my heart and soul. I slowly turn around in the direction of the scent, but I already know who it is don’t I?! She is singing at the top of her lungs, she smiles at me as I meet her gaze. My Luna…my mate…my Lizzie.

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

Alaric says, “I name Hazel of the apothecary line, daughter of Beta Cleric and Lina, as my Luna. My equal. My mate. From this day until my last.” The pack is silent. Then Elder Malric drops to one knee. “Luna Hazel.” The sound rolls like thunder. “Luna Hazel. Luna Hazel. LUNA HAZEL.” Omegas cry. Warriors thump their chests. Pups howl. I look at my father. Tears are running down his face, but he’s smiling. “Your turn,” Alaric murmurs to me. I step forward. My knees shake. I’m 22, an omega, a healer. But I’m also Luna now.

After the intense show of power last week by the high Luna, she successfully burned out the vampire blood in her body and I don’t know the details of it because she still doesn’t have her own heart. I mean she died, it would be impossible for her heart to start beating again but she’s truly alive now. By some connection magic between her and the lycan, they’re sharing his heart. Like I said, I don’t know much but she told me that their lives are now intertwined. Which means the end of one is the end of the other. Kind of fitting as they would never want to live without each other anyway. “Come on!” Alisa yelled as she pulled at my foot.

"What do you mean, Ayla?" "I mean I can't perform the sacred ceremony to pray for and raise Mireya as a Luna." Ayla dared to look into Usher's eyes and finished her statement. "As long as I and the entire pack live, we recognize only Vione Celestia Munest as the Luna of Alpha Usher Thorne." *