Romans & histoires Alpha Luna Stories

But violence won't solve anything, won't erase the pain or undo the lies. "I need to be Alpha first, woman second," I say, more to remind myself than inform Tara. "The pack comes first." "Even when it hurts like hell?" "Especially then." LIAM The road to Forest Trails stretches before us, familiar yet somehow longer than I remember. Kaden drives in silence, respecting my obvious preoccupation. As Alpha and Beta, we're representing Glass Lake at what could be the beginning of a new inter-species conflict. But all I can think about is Finley.

He pointed at the door and made a beeline for his ensuite bathroom. He sighed happily as he turned the knob in the shower and the hot water started cascading down his body. He closed his eyes to savor the warm water before getting on with it - he knew he didn't have time to take a long shower. Today he and Matthew were leaving for Star Academy for their last year of school before they'd take over Alpha and Beta duties. This was basically their last chance to let loose before they had very serious, adult responsibilities. They had been born to lead The White Death Pack but the idea of leading such a strong, old and powerful pack was a little daunting.

But this time, I didn't give in. I moved my face away, in a way of telling her that I wasn't interested in the act anymore, but she didn't get the hint and just continued to pepper open-mouth kisses on my face. "Gross," Jeremy commented and I almost laughed at that. Now he found her gross? "Ryder, I was thinking_" And there we go again. "Now that you became Alpha, what are your plans on getting a Luna?" She asked and I froze. I knew exactly where she was heading and I wasn't going to disappoint.

I’m not proud of my actions back then, and would do everything different if I could travel back in time. “Luna lived in a cave and brave Azlela came to her with food, company and teaching. She stayed by Luna’s side, traveling back and forth between the cave and Iron Mountain, until the day the Alpha’s son took over the pack and he imprisoned her in another pack to hide her, and told the world she was dead.” The children gasp, although they have heard this story a million times. It’s their favorite.

Elder Romano began stiffly, “we need clarity.” “You have five minutes,” I said, taking my seat at the head of the table. There was a ripple of discomfort. “It has come to our attention,” another elder continued, “that the woman known as Lily… is in fact the late Luna of this pack.” The room fell into suffocating silence. I leaned back slowly. “You are mistaken.” “We conducted investigations,” Romano insisted. “DNA records. Old files. She matches the late Luna who was declared dead seven months ago.”

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.

Luna Lilah Vale, I did not think I would ever write that title and your name in the same line. Life has a way of proving me an idiot. A low whistle escaped Naomi. “He has self‑awareness now,” she said. “Growth.” “Shh,” I said, scanning. Word from the wandering ones reaches even the hollow places. They tell tales of a pack in the west that has no curse. Of an Alpha and Luna who broke the Moon’s teeth and lived. Of a human girl who bit gods.

She stepped toward me, her scent of jasmine turning sour and aggressive. “You think you’ve won, don't you?” she whispered, loud enough only for me to hear. “You think a new shirt and a seat at the table makes you special. But remember this, Little Wolf: a pet is still a pet, no matter where it sits. I am the future Luna. And once the ceremony is over, I will make sure you disappear so deeply into these mountains that even the Moon Goddess won't find you.” I didn't back down. I leaned in, meeting her gaze with a coldness I didn't know I possessed.

"I married Kael. In another life, another version of this exact timeline. I said yes to his proposal, Adrian, I stood at an altar and let two hundred wolves cheer while he called me *mine* like I was property instead of a person, and I didn't understand what that word actually meant until it was far too late." "Luna—" "Let me finish. Please." My hands were trembling now, and I clasped them tighter, willing myself steady. "Selene killed me. In that other life. She found out about the ledger, about the land transfers, about everything Kael actually married me for, and something in her finally broke, and she attacked me in a clearing behind the training grounds. I bled out under the stars, Adri

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.