Blessed luna rising Novels & Stories

“Only a blind person could have missed the central figure in yesterday’s mating ceremony. You were spectacular!” “You don’t have to patronize me, I’m just—” “You are the Luna we’ve been waiting for. And I wasn’t patronizing. I’m simply awed to have you as our Luna.” Erika flashed a half smile. “You flatter me, but thank you.”

They could create new lives for themselves, be whatever they wanted to be. Whilst we were idly standing around waiting, Luca approached Alpha Bain and I. "Excuse me Luna." I was surprised to realise he'd come over to talk to me and not Alpha Bain. "I apologise that I haven't introduced myself yet. With all the chaos that has happened within the last few hours I haven't really found the right opportunity. I am Luca, Alpha Bain's Beta. It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you." He summed up whilst bowing his head in a gesture of respect.

I surged with a clarity, a voice that whispered: I am the Moon born. I will rise. The Goddess’s eyes shimmered. “This path will lead you through fire and shadow. But you will not walk it alone.” Tears pricked behind my eyes. “Thank you.” I had no idea why I was even crying, I felt so fucking overwhelmed. She stepped closer. Her fingers touched my forehead, gentle, cool. “Be vigilant, Ayla. Brace yourself. The storm is coming.” Then, just as she appeared, she began to fade away into the night.

Moonrise shared a border with Moonlit, and Alpha Knight was set to take over. We went to the school to retrieve Alpha Adams’s and his men’s bodies. Luna Thea boosted the group with her magic. Each time she did that in between takeovers, I felt a rush. Stronger. My curiosity got the best of me. “Alpha Alaric,” I said on the way to Moonrise. “May I ask about Luna Thea’s gift? What does she do to boost us?” “Her gift is Life magic,” Alpha Alaric answered. “Honestly, we’re all still learning about it. We don’t know what all she can do.”

Magic is an unfair advantage. “Get out of here!” Rory unleashes his aura onto the girl. She can’t be much older than me, yet she seemed younger. Small in the bones, lack of food, she hasn’t had a good life. “Rory!” I growl at him from stopping me from attacking her. “Please Aida, not her!” His face holds a plea, a plea that I understand. She may run now, but she’ll be back. She was the destined Luna of the Mulder wolf pack!

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

"The Moon Goddess is giving you the power to protect and help our pack. We always had the power and strength, she is blessing us with her strength, we are destined for this." "Mirage, why is she giving us more strength if we were always strong enough?" I asked hoping she would tell me. "She is showing you she is with you," Mirage answered. The tingling finally subsided and I opened my eyes to find everyone looking at me. "How do you feel? Are you alright?" Arion asked concern thick in his voice. "I feel fine," I replied looking into the worried eyes of my mates. "She has received the Moon Goddess' blessing," Alpha Jax said in awe. "All hail Luna Rina," he said before letting out an excited h

She tilted her chin upward, her lips meeting mine in a deep, possessive kiss that sealed the promise under the morning sky. The phantom ache of her silver scar was completely dead, replaced by the burning, unyielding strength of the Midnight Eclipse line. The vipers had run out of territory, the contracts were burned to ash, and as the wind rustled through the western fields below us, I knew with absolute certainty that the future of the Crescent Warriors belonged entirely to my Luna.

She would have fetched a high price for our Uncle. “It saddens me to think what has happened to her parents.” Lugh says to Orla who nods her head at him. “I don’t understand why I’m being spellbound. I don’t know magic, I wouldn’t hurt anyone.” I still didn’t get it. I’m not special. I’m not even strong enough to be a Luna. Brett must have felt my emotions through the bond as he kissed me gently on the lips and whispered. “You are special to me.”

My real one, white, long, rippling, flowed behind me, trailing like smoke. Below me, the kingdom pulsed. Awake and Peaceful. Above me, the moon shone full and pale, watching like an old friend. I didn’t cry. I didn’t speak. But inside me, something ancient stirred. Something I knew would live long after I was gone. The White Luna was never a gift from the gods. She was born in fire. In betrayal. In war. And she rose for every broken soul who thought they weren’t enough. The wind howled once, like it agreed. My eyes flashed silver. And the world… Faded to white.