Broken Luna Novels & Stories

I turned to my bed and the couches, flipping and throwing everything as well until my whole room looked like it was destroyed by a tornado. “Luna, stop it. It might harm the baby.” An Omega tried to grab my arm to stop me, but I pushed her away from me, making her fall to the ground. “Ah!” The omega yelped in pain when a broken shard pierced through her palm. I stared at her with no care in my eyes. “Don’t call me Luna anymore! Didn’t you hear what they said? The wedding was canceled. I will never be a Luna!” I shouted as I pushed the chair beside me, making it tumble to the ground.

Chapter 136 ISOLDE ​"Broken? I do not understand what you mean by that." ​Jett leaned his body much closer to me across the table. "You completely broke their hearts, Luna. They will never be as powerful as they once were. Your connection to them was bound by significantly more than a blessing from the goddess. The ancient magic inside the forest glued your souls together as well. Rejecting them permanently severed a massive portion of the power they were gifted with." ​"They will eventually heal from it. A mate rejection does not permanently weaken an Alpha or a Luna forever," I stated, completely unable to believe that I possessed the power to cripple them in such a severe manner.

It’s as if my life’s been split into two: a before and an after Mikael’s death. Aretha wrings her hands together as if uncertain. “So leaving is too big of an ask, Luna?” “I’m not leaving Margaret behind,” I say finally. I’m not abandoning the one person Mikael held dear in this hellhole with Cillian. Without Maggie, nothing goes. Wade already knows that. Now, I need to find Jerald and Makwa and get them on board. “You are braver than I imagined, Luna.” I shake my head. “This isn’t bravery. I don’t know what it is, but I hope I’m not making a mistake.”

Especially not since Melissa’s father, Magnus, was on the council and easily one of the most respected members of the pack. “Perhaps not,” I finally said. “But I don’t need proof to take away what I gave you. As of today, you are no longer Acting Luna.” Melissa’s red lips fell open. “But Kane—” “And you’re going to apologize,” I said. “Now.”

And I—I will rise, again and again, until the name Luna Lucy is no longer spoken in fear, but in fire. Let them all remember what it cost to try and break me. Because I’m not broken. I’m the storm they should have never created.

I nearly lost Athena because of it. “Yes, I did.” She takes my hand and helps me sit on the side of the bathtub. “Luna, your bond is still intact.” I chuckle at her, shaking my head. “No, he felt the pain of the bond breaking.” I tell her when she chuckles and I’m utterly confused. What the fuck is going on? “No, the pain he felt was not the bond breaking. It would have been the pain of his betrayal. You are the True Luna and he is your True Mate. The bond between you is unbreakable.” She has got to be joking?

Reyna returned at dusk on the second day. She came alone. Her face was grim, her leathers dusted with frost from the high passes. She carried no pack. No weapons. Only a single river stone in her palm—gray-white, smooth, identical to the one on our hill. "The falls are gone," she said without preamble. We stood in the council hall, the fire burning low. Lira was asleep in the next room, guarded by two warriors who had not left their posts since we moved her. The bond between us was quiet. Too quiet. As if something had already begun to pull her away.

He wasn't going to give up just like that. On the other side, Luna got up from the ground. I think she was done playing with this girl. She didn't even know what the challenge was about, but if she wanted a fight, she would get one. When Skippy kicked her leg out, Luna grabbed it, pulling it so she had done a split. She screamed out as her legs split apart. She stomped on her legs, breaking her kneecaps. She screamed out so loud that Bandit turned, looking over at his sister, his eyes wide as he saw her do a split, then Luna stomping on her legs, breaking them. He screamed out to her to keep strong, but she couldn't hear him; she was in shock with both of her legs being broken. When she came

He'd grown sick of me, and I'd grown exhausted from pretending not to care. I forced myself to meet his gaze, to stand still and listen as his voice cut into me like shards of glass. "Now that Lily's back, you should understand—she's the only one who can be Luna in my heart. Don't tell me you're trying to sabotage our bond severance by playing the victim in front of my dad." My throat burned. A tremor ran through me as disbelief flooded my chest, tears welling despite my efforts to hold them back. Why? Why did Aaron always have to misunderstand me?

Outside, thunder rolled over the ruins soft, distant, like the echo of applause for a fallen queen. Matteo knelt beside her, the fire painting his face in gold and red, as if the world itself mourned her passing. And from the smoke, a voice whispered through the comm static female, trembling: “Sir… the vault’s been breached.” Matteo’s eyes snapped open. “Luna?” he rasped. No answer. The comm hissed once more, then went dead. The screen beside Bianca’s body flickered then showed a single image: Luna. Standing before the shattered vault door. Someone behind her. And as Matteo rose slowly, blood dripping from his hands, the war began again.