Alpha And Luna Books Novels & Stories

The moment a rogue killed my father the responsibility of becoming alpha fell onto me, I was eighteen then and was more than ready for the challenges of becoming the alpha of the Grayriver pack. Our kind is meant to find their fated mates at the age of eighteen, but honestly, the hype didn’t really live up to the expectation. I always thought that meeting my luna would mean that I would find my other half, the one I couldn’t live without. But honestly midway through my year of being eighteen, I kind of gave up on the whole idea of it all and just decided that fucking my way through the she-wolves of other tribes was way more fun than being settled with just one luna.

Instead of a bar, Luna Elaine had a mini library with two reclining lounge chairs with side tables and a round center table. The former Luna loves reading. She has a collection of historical books on everything supernatural and other genres, too. She also has a mysterious shelf of unmarked books no one dared touch. They were the only ones kept inside a sliding glass enclosure with locks. It always piqued my interest, but I had to respect the rules of the house. The former Alpha and Luna busied themselves traveling abroad after successfully handing the pack over to Nathan at age 22. But they make sure to return every year for the celebration of the Summer solstice.

“I can get you some. Actually, the Luna is here–she’s in the kid’s section–not reading, I mean–I mean she can read, of course, just–” “What?” Janas looked startled. “The Luna is here?” “In the children’s section,” I manage. “With Mistra.” “Oh,” he says uneasily, as if he also doesn’t want an unnecessary encounter with the two she-wolves. “Well I can just take–” “Hello, Janas!” The Luna’s voice floats from somewhere behind me. Janas deflates instantly. “What are you doing here?” “Oh. Um. Grabbing that donation of books for the Alpha.”

Then they locked it again. I stared at the food. My hands shook so badly I almost dropped the cup. I drank the water first, slow, careful. Then tore the bread into small pieces. Chewed mechanically. Luna. The word kept echoing in my head. In my book, the Luna was the rare female who could bond with an alpha, stabilize his pack, produce heirs strong enough to survive the feral curse that plagued their kind. She was the key to ending the wars. The last hope. I’d written her as powerful. Beautiful. Destined.

I asked in surprise. "Well, yeah.” He handed it to me. "The Alpha's each get their own book, but the Luna's usually get grouped by the century because there isn't as much about them. And this one is still a little smaller since it's the current one as well and is constantly being added to." I bit my tongue at the idea that there were three or four Luna's to each book while each Alpha got their own. "Thank you," I said, instead of the irritated spiel that wanted to spout from my mouth.

They were still dancing, but no one was paying them any mind. She felt like she was going to throw up. "I was going through some of my father's old books, the ones that speak of wolves. I came across a new one that was hidden deep within the back of the library underneath a mountain of his old books. See, the wolves have been quiet for the past few months, not attacking villages or livestock, and I was hoping to figure out more. The book was filled with information like I had never read before. It was obviously information that very few are privy to. It might very well be the only book of its kind."

She looked fragile, her skin pale and drawn, like a shadow of her former self. The Alpha of Blackwood Pack, Landon's father, began his welcome speech, his words dripping with false warmth. "Distinguished Alpha and Luna pairs, welcome to this year's Alpha Hurdle. We're honored to host this glorious event, thanks to the goddess's benevolence." My fists clenched, but Kieran's gentle squeeze on my hand calmed me. His reassuring touch reminded me that I wasn't alone, and that we were here to reclaim our rightful place.

"Every hundred years the true alpha or luna is born because balance needs to be restored between the packs." "Okay." I nodded. "The book has little stories in here about who each true luna and alpha was, it lists what they did and how their lives went." Dee explained as she flipped through pages. "Piper's isn't in here yet as hers is still technically ongoing, but it's the last alpha that's slightly alarming." "What?" She had my full attention with this.

"What do you mean?" He glanced past me, briefly, toward the cluster of Alphas by the fireplace, and I followed his gaze to find Kael among them, laughing at something, glass in hand, the picture of unbothered charm. But his eyes, when they flicked briefly toward me and Adrian standing together, were not laughing at all. "Kael doesn't lose things gracefully," Adrian said, low, meant only for me. "Whatever alliance you refused him, Luna, you should know he'll find another path to it. Men like him always do."

"Let's go and see everybody." "How do I look?" Matt asked him worriedly. "Is my hair okay?" "You look gorgeous babe," Mason replied in a mocking tone. Matt laughed and pinched his brother's shoulder as they stepped off of the path and onto the grass. Mason just nodded at the different people Matt was calling out greetings to along the way - he'd always been the more social of the two. They both liked it that way. Mason didn't see the point in talking if he didn't have to. Some people definitely found it rude but he didn't really care. He was here to prepare for his role as Alpha, not to make friends - making connections that could later be alliances were more his speed.