Novel & Cerita Alora Luna Heartsong

"In thirty days, when the Blood Moon rises over this valley, the entire continent will call you Luna of Silverfang. The crown that should have belonged to your mother will finally rest upon your brow." Alora slowly turned her head. Her silver-gold eyes locked onto mine. There was no fear in her gaze. No panic. No desperate, pleading tears like the ones her mother had wept years ago in the grand hall. There was only a vast, endless ocean of absolute, icy calm.

"The wolfless girl." "She's twenty but she still has not shifted." "How can she be the fated mate of an Alpha?" The happiness vanished completely from Alpha Victor's face. Luna Evelyn looked stunned. Kael's expression hardened. "What do you mean?" Selene crossed her arms. "I mean exactly what I said." She smiled cruelly. "Aria doesn't have a wolf." The crowd grew louder. I wanted to disappear. I hated this. I hated all of it. Kael turned toward me. His eyes searched my face. He was looking for answers. Unfortunately, there wasn't any. I lowered my gaze. The silence was my answer.

"I'm Luna Ellie. And you are?" "Greetings, Luna," the woman said, shaking her hand with a dainty touch. "My name is Sylvia. I am from the Silver Beam pack, to the north of here. I have traveled many miles to elicit your help, Luna Ellie." "It's nice to meet you," Ellie said, hoping that was true as she released the woman's hand. "How can I help you?" "I am aware that packs in your area have been negatively affected by a curse from the Moon Goddess."

“You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing on my mind before I fall asleep. My love for you is unconditional and I’m a better man because of you. My heart and soul longs for you, and my soul only feels complete when you are by my side. In you, I have found a reason to smile again. Let me be the reason you smile every day.” Somehow, without taking his eyes off of mine, he managed to get the ring out of the box, and he held it between us as he finished. “I know this isn’t the typical engagement ring, but the opal represents the moon, which is central to the life of werewolves. Even your title “Luna” comes from the Latin word that means moon. You are my moon

"I wouldn't change anything either, my life has been worth living since you appeared in it, my beautiful Luna Queen, my mate, I love you Georgina my Fearless Luna." "I love you my mate , my Alpha King." END

“I hope you haven’t been waiting long! I am Zara.” “Nice to meet you; I’m Rose, the Luna of the Black Moon pack.” I offered my hand out to Zara, and she shook it. “I’m Orion, Alpha of the Black Moon pack.” “Matt, Gamma of the Black Moon pack.” “My name is Pru; Matt is my mate.” “And I’m Iris.” “Great. Sorry, I was a little late,” Zara vocalized. “I had to drop my son off at my mother’s house.” “Oh, no problem, we weren’t waiting long.” Orion shook his head. The mention of Zara’s son probably softened up Orion. He always had a soft spot for kids.

"You two know each other?" Calhoun stated more than asked. "Funny." "There's nothing funny about this, Alpha Calhoun." Lady Maddie said. "This girl has-" "Be careful," Calhoun warned, his demeanor getting serious. "She's not just any girl but the future Luna of the guardian pack." The lady swallowed what she had to say. "Lady Maddie must be replaced, I don't want my dear to feel uncomfortable. Leave." Calhoun ordered.

“I’ll take you to them now. My mother’s fragile, but her knowledge is unmatched.” …… Soon, Aurora, Marcus, and Kira followed Althea through the pack house’s winding corridors to a serene chamber on the fourth floor, its walls adorned with tapestries depicting Bloodmoon’s founding. Elder Elara sat by a window, her silver hair braided intricately, her dark eyes clouded yet piercing. Beside her stood Luna Kiyiya, her auburn hair glowing in the lantern light, her warm hazel eyes exuding quiet strength. Althea’s purple eyes sparkled with pride as she introduced them. “Aurora, Marcus, Kira—this is Luna Kiyiya, and Elder Elara.”

*River* As we make our way through the dense thicket of trees, I can’t help but steal glances at Aloria, my heart, my mate. She walks with a grace that belies her fatigue, her shoulders squared and her chin high. The flickering light of the setting sun dances around her, casting golden highlights in her hair, and a swell of pride surges within me. She’s not just a warrior and a Luna; she’s a force of nature.

“Our victory belongs to every heart.” Torin raised his staff. “We witnessed the prophecy fulfilled, the shadow unmade. It is our honor to bestow a new title upon our Luna.” He nodded to two apprentices who bore forward a cloak of deep midnight blue embroidered with swirling flames in silver and sunrise gold. “Alara Bloodwulf, Light of the Dawn, Keeper of the Heartfire.” Alara’s breath shivered as Ezra lifted the cloak and settled it on her shoulders. Applause thundered through the hall, echoing off vaults. She caught Cassian’s gaze; he mouthed, “Proud of you.”