Novel & Cerita Alora Luna Heartsong Werewolf Novel

I paused, glanced at the book with the leader cover and placed my fingers running through it. "Anabelle mentioned something about me becoming Luna…" I let out a loud sigh, my eyes still fixed on the book , "To be honest, I have lots of questions I need to ask, I need answers to them because everything seems so new to me…." I looked up at Conri this time, my eyes glued on him, "I am a human by nature and not a werewolf, how can I be a Luna without having such traits?....it sucks, doesn't it?" I asked, staring deeply into those eyes of his. "Yeah, it does," Conri admitted, looking away from me and picking up the book with the brown leather cover. "But you can fix that if you want to," he said,

“Arla is part werewolf and part witch. She is the one who will forge bonds between our two species. For thousands of years our kind worked together, however we have become fractured, enemies even, over the last two centuries. Arla is the catalyst for change and harmony once she completes the mating process with her wolf mate.” Granny and Drew both cast furtive glances in Lorenzo’s direction. “Ahh,” said Laurel with a lilting laugh that sounded much younger than she appeared. “This explains your distrust, Alpha. Hmm, it also explains another vision I had. Not only is she going to be a powerful witch, she is also a future Luna.” She sounded gleeful while wringing her hands together. “Do you wa

“She was the first. The original Luna born of prophecy. The one they feared. The one they tried to erase from history.” “And I’m… connected to her?” He didn't deny it. Instead, he whispered, “You were able to open the book, so yes.” You are her blood. Her blood? Yes,history have it that all legendary Luna comes from one lineage. The room spun slightly as his words sank in. “And that’s why I don’t have a wolf?” I asked. “Because I’m not just a normal wolf?” He nodded. “Because you’re something more.” My fingers trembled around the book.

Alpha Prince just nodded his head and walked away. Yes all of this is super overwhelming but also super exciting. I still can’t believe that I am Luna, a Luna of royal blood. Aloha James knew about this the whole time and never bother to tell me all this time. How could I be mad at him though he took me in and gave me a home until Prince took over. I decided to go for a run I shifted into my wolf Rhonda. I knew someone was following me I already knew who it was. I’m not going to stop him, he already wants to explain to me why he’s following me or why.Maybe it will give Rhonda and Nick Princes wolf sometime together.

A scream echoes through the halls, and I immediately know it is coming from Alora’s room. I cannot hold my lycan back and I shift as I run down the hall toward Alora’s screams. My pajama pants rip as my massive lycan surges forward. I don’t consider that Alora has never seen a lycan before as I burst through her bedroom door. A roar leaves my mouth and my eyes search the room looking for the threat but there isn’t one. Alora is lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly. Her head is twisting from side to side, and she is mumbling under her breath. My lycan watches her carefully. She is dreaming. I am surprised that my roar did not wake her up.

“All hail the Luna Queen!” The words hit me like a lightning bolt. Luna Queen. The title that had been spoken of in legends, the ruler of all wolves, the one destined to bring balance to our kind. It was supposed to be a myth, something people whispered about in the dark of night. And yet, here they were, bowing to me. “All hail the Luna Queen!” The cry rose from the crowd, echoing off the walls of the arena, growing louder with each passing second. I looked around at the sea of bowed heads, my chest tightening with a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite name. How did it come to this? How had I gone from fighting for my life, for my innocence, to being crowned as the Luna Queen in the space of a

I gulped hard of my saliva, waiting to hear the piercing words that had always been hinted to me, but the next word I heard sparked me into an Imagination I couldn't describe. “Here comes Luna!!” I heard a voice scream, not lowly but in a high tone. No! I was just imagining that to myself. “Luna!” Another voice said. I raised my head slowly to see if it was actually coming from the hall, only to see numerous wolves waving at me. My emotion can't be described because I was shocked out of words. I remembered these words a few days back when I shifted to my wolf form. The accusation of killing Talia, and wanting to take Rhys from her, hits me again. Suddenly, they are calling me Luna and waving

"Is that... is that blood?" I froze. Luna was walking across the gravel drive, her movements mechanical, disjointed. She was barefoot. Her clothes—my stolen parka and jeans—were drenched. Not in water. In red. Blood coated her skin, matted her hair, and dripped from her fingertips. She looked like she had bathed in it. "It smells like wolf blood," Jack murmured beside me, his voice tight with unease. "Silver Moon blood." We knew that scent. We had been tracking it for weeks.

he said. Wolf? Power? I have none, what he is saying. The sky darkened violently. A red glow spread across the horizon. Blood moon. The word slammed into me. The red light swallowed everything. My mate’s face began to blur. My daughter’s laughter turned into a distant echo. “No!” I screamed, reaching for them as they dissolved like smoke. “Aluna, wake up!” the voice urged again, but now it sounded desperate. The little girl’s fingers slipped from mine. The warmth vanished.

*Aria* Rumors had a way of making everything louder. Every glance lingered a little longer. Every whispered conversation seemed to cut off a heartbeat too late when I walked by. The letter from Reynold’s Crossing sat folded in my pocket like a hot coal, its words burned into my brain. *Two Alphas circle the same moon.* *A cursed Alpha. A human Luna. A Nightfang wolf who wants her for himself.* Some itinerant traders had put our lives into a tavern story, and now strangers were drinking to it.