Novel & Cerita Alora Luna Heartsong Werewolf Novel

She couldn't lose Jaxon now, not after everything they had been through. As they ran, Luna heard the sound of howls in the distance, and her heart raced with hope. The pack had called for reinforcements. Suddenly, a group of werewolves burst through the trees, their eyes focused on Jaxon. "Luna, we're here to help," one of them said, his voice urgent. Luna felt a surge of hope as she watched the new arrivals surround Jaxon, their powerful bodies forming a protective circle around him. "We have to get him to safety," Luna said, her voice urgent.

The air was alive with the ethereal song of wolves. Amelia's voice trembled with excitement. "Luna, look!" Luna followed Amelia's gaze and gasped in awe. The once-hidden wolf spirits emerged from the shadows, their forms shimmering in the moonlit glade. Each spirit possessed a distinctive glow, representing a unique aspect of the Heartstone's power. The spirits circled Luna and Amelia, their presence radiating a sense of protection and guidance. Luna felt their essence intertwine with hers, merging their strength and wisdom.

The werewolf terrifyingly said. “Not so good answer,” I whispered and move fast to reach for his neck. “Fine, let me just change my question, my friend.” I whispered. “Who is the black moon pack leader? Is he a vaewolf hybrid like me?” I asked. He closed his eyes and let me wait for a couple of seconds before he speaks. “H-he is…” While impatiently waiting for his next words. I froze when I felt an unfamiliar aura nearing us. “Are you looking for me, Luna?”

I replied with a soft smile. “When did he even get here? I didn’t see him.” Lana mumbled under her breath. She couldn’t sense his presence like other wolves could. Alaric’s eyes landed on her with his usual playful grin. “And you must be his failed bride.” I shot him a warning look. “What? The news traveled fast,” he added, unbothered. “I’m Alaric. His beta.” “Nice to meet you, Alaric. But… beta?” she asked, clearly lost.

There was no need to trust people again but I did with Aella. “The Luna-to-be walks into the hall in seconds.” Sounds of the voice of a wolf brought me back from my thoughts. “Can we all stand on our feet as we welcome the next Luna of The Darkfangs Pack?” I listened and people—wolves got on their feet, including Knox who was seated at the top end with Brain who stood behind him with smiles on their faces. The hall was decorated. How could it not be?

“Everything. Alora is the key, boy. She is the one who can break the curse.” I blinked, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. “What? How? She’s... she’s just...” “Just what? A girl? A forgotten member of your pack? No, pup. She is far more than that,” she interrupted, her voice taking on an ominous edge. “Alora is a hybrid, born of werewolf and witch. She carries the bloodline of a powerful queen, a queen who was betrayed by your kind. And now, that betrayal has come back to haunt you.”

She would leave with him and become his luna … a happy ending for her. “You’re free to take him with you at the end of the day. Dara, Alfred is an alpha, and being with him will mean becoming his luna.” Darren wrapped his arm around my waist as Dara nodded her head. “None of that matters to me.” A gentle smile rested on her face. “Can I feed you?” “Please.”

*KINCAID'S P.O.V* THE COLLAR Of his shirt suddenly felt tight and chuffed against his skin as his gaze was locked with the witch's. Then she looked away and stood in front of the podium. She cleared her throat once and said, "My name is Arlana," She said in a husky voice. "I am the Luna of A****n River Wolves, Brazil. And I am the last descendant of the great Coven." Her gaze washed over the room. It was deathly quiet as the man waited to hear what she wanted to say.

Its silver eyes were calm. Lexi turned back immediately, stumbled backward until her back hit the wall. "W-What..." The wolf smiled. Or at least...it looked like one. "Hello, Lunara." Its voice echoed inside her mind. Then it tilted its head. "...Or should I call you Lexi?" Lexi's lips parted. "You..." The wolf gave a small nod. "I'm glad we finally meet." "My name is Luna." "Your wolf." Lexi could only stare. Nothing made sense anymore.

The roofs also catch rainwater as a backup, and there’s space with a giant firepit and grill where we all gather as a pack every night. I finally feel so whole being Luna of Emerald Moon. And it turns out we’re not the last wolf pack anymore. After the Council was destroyed and the vampires became our allies, many people emerged from all over the country. Not every wolf pack had been completely destroyed. There were remnants surviving, shifters who had been in hiding, enough of them that they’ve all begun rebuilding just like we have. So, I’m not the Luna of the last wolf pack anymore. I’m the Luna of the first pack to be rebuilt for our new future.