Arlecchino X Lumine Novels & Stories

“welcome. Today, we are gathered for the bonding ceremony of our Alpha Damon, and Luna Alysia. It might have come unannounced, but what better time than now, am I right? The crowd cheered, and Damon and I turned to each other again. While we stood a couple of feet away from each other, some maids appeared by our sides. In their hands, they had what looked to be like scrolls. These scrolls contained the ancient vows that had been used between each alpha and Luna from the pack. It was tradition and it was only normal that we followed it as well.

Then tears spilled from my eyes as I slid onto the floor, clutching my heart. My phone buzzed. I turned to check the caller. It was Lucien. I picked up quickly. "What do you want?" I asked, my eyes darting everywhere. "Check behind the third panel in the East Wing archives," he said. There’s a locked cabinet. Inside is a black velvet pouch. That’s the potion. The one that’ll help you control your Alpha." My eyes narrowed. "Great. Would that be all"? Lucien chuckled darkly. “Unless, of course, you’d prefer a ménage à trois. You must’ve left quite the mark on Xavier. He hasn’t stopped talking about you since he returned.”

FLASHBACK — HELL, MINUTES BEFORE The battle reached a fever pitch as Luna, her eyes blazing with fury, unleashed a spear of moonlight that pierced through the chaos, aimed straight at Allistair. The missile hissing through the air made its way, its ethereal light a stark contrast to the darkness of Hell. Allistair, no longer constrained by the Seraphim sigils, absorbed the attack with ease. His Chaos surged, transmuting the celestial energy into something far more potent. With a flick of his wrist, he returned the assault a thousand times stronger, sending a wave of raw, unbridled power crashing back toward Luna.

I have received information that their alpha and Luna will be attending a function in the Red Moon pack so we need confirmation before we can attack. What the fuck am I reading? I started to feel uneasy, knowing I was reading something really bad. I skipped to the end, wanting to see who wrote and sent the letter. I look forward to hearing from you soon. Yours Ally Leader, the rouge force. I dropped the letter like it was scalding hot, and clamped my hands over my mouth in shock. I knew that my uncle Mateo did things like cooperate with the rouge force. It is one of the reasons why the Blood Crest pack has the reputation it does now.

The whole supernatural world, they wanted to rule, so being in a situation like this, it was understandable that those people would want to, have him killed now that he was lying unconscious and won't be able to fight or shift into his wolf. Aleric bowed before he walked out and then slammed the door shut. Liam, who had stood watching Aleric, turned to face Lincoln when he shut the door. He applied the herb to his injury, then left him to sleep. *** “Gamma, the Luna is awake, she has been shouting and hitting the whole wall of her room her legs are able to reach. Yelling that she wants to get out that she isn't a slave or a criminal so shouldn't be treated as one” a voice sprouted from the h

I reacted immediately, I was about to drop a greeting but Sera beat me to it. Sera: greetings Luna😊 Luiz: oh I almost forgot Sera: it’s in your best interest not to forget idiot😂 Alpha Is gonna murder your ass Luiz: oh my fucking god…. I need to run 😂 I smile at their joke wondering what’s with everyone teasing me today. Me: Guys…. I’m here you know😒 Sera: oh my god what’s with that emoji Luna?😳 Luiz: she’s mad… we’re fucked sera

"We’re doing what’s best for our people, Alaric. But somehow, I doubt you’re here to offer your support." Alaric’s smile was a slow, sinister thing. "Support? No, I’m afraid not. I’m here to warn you. This little alliance of yours is doomed to fail. The Luna’s Tear belongs to me, and I will claim it, along with everything else you hold dear." Deimon stepped forward, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "You think you can intimidate us? The Umbra Pack stands united, and we won’t bow to your threats." Alaric’s expression darkened, his smile fading. "You’re playing a dangerous game, Deimon. Be careful who you trust. You might find that your greatest enemy is closer than you think."

"Please. Continue." Eze inclined his head, unbothered by the interruption. "As I was explaining to Lady Corinne — the fracture of a true Guardian-Alpha bond doesn't stay contained to the two people involved. It sends a kind of ripple through old channels, ones that predate this pack, predate most current alliances. Others who remember the original pact have taken notice. Not all of them wish the bond restored." Silence settled over the room, heavy and cold. "Meaning what, exactly?" Damien asked, his voice steady despite the visible strain of holding himself upright.

The horn sounded. Time slowed to a crawl as I stepped into the center of the ancient circle. Four Alphas surrounded me, their eyes gleaming with predatory hunger. The crowd fell silent, the weight of centuries pressing down on us. I kept my mind linked with Lily open, feeling her steady presence like an anchor in the storm. *Ready?* Lucas asked. "As ready as we'll ever be." Alpha Thorne moved first, his massive frame lunging forward with surprising speed. I sidestepped, feeling the rush of air as his claws whistled past my face.

However, the person with him remained still and obscured in the shadows. "I guess it's time for you to finally decide my fate," I stuttered nervously, watching as the shadow behind him slowly walked closer to where I sat. "Oh, I won't be deciding anything, little lady. Rather, he will," Damon replied with an arrogant smirk, pointing at the person behind him. "The name's Alpha Hunter, and let's just say, I'm here to decide how exactly your life's going to end." The voice introduced himself with a touch of sarcasm before moving closer to me. The moment our eyes met, my heart seemed to stop. "MATE!" We both whispered quietly, our eyes widening in realization.