Batman And Moon Knight Novels & Stories

And now also a bomb-ass mother. Tri-Moon is still healing. There is a lot of pain to unpack and loss to work through. It's been a huge few years for the once ‘secret’ pack. They are now the head of Were-kind, home to the leaders of an entire species, and the ground zero of the Moon Goddess’ prophecy. Tri-Moon is a celebrity in its own right. I rocked myself on the porch swing as I recounted all my favourite memories. Some bad, some good, but all of them are mine.

And on them, the quadruplet alphas. I froze. They weren’t men. Not really. They were forces, carved of power and moonlight, each different but equally terrifying. Damien sat in the center, golden eyes steady and burning. His posture was straight, shoulders broad, hands resting calmly on the arms of his throne. A leader who didn’t need to speak to command silence. To his right lounged Aiden, his blue gaze cold as winter ice. Even sitting, his presence pressed against me like a blizzard, sharp and merciless.

The stranger I had foolishly allowed my mind to linger on in restless hours of the night. And now — he was my mate. I yanked my hand back so fast it was almost violent. My chair scraped against the polished floor as I pushed away from my desk, desperate for space, for air. My lungs felt too small, my office too confined. The walls pressed in, the floor tilted. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t be. I am William Knight. Alpha of the Moonlight Pack. The leader of hundreds, feared and respected across territories. My mate was supposed to be my Luna, my equal, the mother of my future heirs, the woman chosen by the Moon Goddess herself to stand by me.

My words are laced with venom and hatred for everything they had ever done to me, for the unjust killing of my mother, for the years of isolation and rejection by the pack that should have been a protection to me. “That's enough child, silence." Contrary to my initial thoughts, it is not the Alpha who speaks this time, but the leader of the Moon Council. His face is a perfect mask of neutrality, making it totally impossible for me to tell what is on his mind at that moment. “The moon is a judge over us all and the moon has never made a mistake…she definitely would not start now.” “His words…” I can't shake the eerie feeling that crawls from the base of my skull down to my lower back. “Someth

Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles. Magenta stepped into the center of the circle. “Members of the Moon Shadow Pack, we are gathered tonight before the Moon Goddess, Selene, to humbly ask that Princess Brenna Sutton join the ranks of Luna among us.” Then she turned toward the moon and raised her arms. “Oh, Moon Goddess, I present to you Princess Brenna Sutton as a Potential Luna.” Magenta took the candle from me and stepped away. I took my place in the center of the stones, looked up at the moon, and lifted my hands. “Oh great Moon Goddess, I, Princess Brenna Sutton, humbly present myself to become your next Luna, if you so choose.”

Then, he did the opposite of what she expected. He let her go. Selene staggered but caught herself, rubbing her sore wrist. She glared up at him, already calculating her next move. The man stepped back, hands open, as if to say I’m not here to kill you. But rogues didn’t do favors. They didn’t save wolves like her unless they wanted something. “You fight like someone who hasn’t accepted she’s already dead,” he said, voice low, rough. Selene stiffened. “And you talk like a man who doesn’t mind losing his throat,” she shot back.

Young couples exchange tokens of love beneath the glowing moon. Yet, I can’t relax. My gaze keeps darting to Damon, to Cain, to Garrett, who I’m sure is here somewhere waiting patiently for the right moment. By the time the toasts begin, the children have all fallen asleep, sprawled out on blankets near the shrine. Pack members gather around the shrine. Damon raises his goblet, his voice carrying over the crowd. “To the Moon Goddess, who watches over us all. May her light guide us through darkness.” Earlier, I subtly switched his goblet with Cain's and no one noticed.

“If she doesn’t join him first.” “Oh, she will,” Draven murmured. “At least… for a while. Bonds are powerful things. They blind as much as they bind. But all light casts shadow.” His smile deepened, predatory and knowing. “And when the time comes, I’ll show her which side of the moon she truly belongs to.” For a moment, his gaze lifted to the sky. The moon hung low and red, bleeding across the horizon. “This is only the beginning.” He raised his hand.

If he had loved me he could have a bit of pain, but he was a giant rock unaffected by any emotions. "I am kicking Cassandra out of the Dark Moon pack, if anyone from the pack tries to contact her or help her, they can join her too," Brutus announced, I watched his face with tears in my eyes. "Any surrounding pack who dared to give her shelter would be the next enemy of the Dark Moon pack." Brutus spoke, and I headed to my room to take my things before leaving but Brutus stopped me. "You are not allowed to take anything from the pack. Beta Storm, threw her out of the pack. If I see her anywhere I will kick you out too.."

Jonathan turned his attention towards Iris who was still crying and Leonard who standing like a proud beast. "Alpha, you would repeat after me." He informed Leonard who heard him and got ready to repeat whatever he was about to tell. "I, Leonard Knight, Alpha of the Dark Moon pack takes Iris Lockwood, as............." Iris's ears started ringing just when Jonathan reached the end of the statement which had to be repeated by Leonard. To her surprise, he repeated everything carefully with his gritted teeth and a weird smirk plastered on his face. Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard.