Chaos Luna Mason Novels & Stories

Since I’m already Alpha, I will preside over her ceremony, so it’s only her and I on the stage. I slice my palm, letting my blood run into the chalice and then she repeats the words that she said months ago. This time, I feel her connection to the pack strengthen as she becomes their official Luna. I slice her palm and let her blood drip into the chalice, connecting with mine. Then I lick her wound, healing her. I present her as the pack’s official Luna and while the pack cheers, they begin to come up and drink from the chalice, one by one confirming their dedication and loyalty to Malin as their Luna.

"I won't let you, Alexis. I won't allow you to come between us again. I'm taking back my mate. And I'm taking back my pack. You've held them all in your claws long enough." Alexis straightened. Her expression hardened. "You won't let me?!" She stepped forward, her fists clenched. "You won't let me?! Who the hell do you..." Grace stepped forward as well. The air around her vibrating with strength and dominance. "I AM YOUR LUNA." Alexis took another step forward. She was getting ready to charge again. It was time for me to intervene. I wasn't about to let Alexis lay another finger on Grace. "Thats enough, Alexis. I believe your Luna has spoken."

“I have not invited you to play coy with me, Landon. As I have said, if you are an alpha, so am I. The only difference is that you are leading a pack and I am not, but that does not mean I cannot.” “To be a Luna, one must exhibit qualities such as kindness, fairness, and popularity,” I said, running a finger along the curve of the delicate neck and clavicle and feeling her tremble from it. Ravena had always been easy that way, and even though my words were crude, cruel and cutting, she was too lost. “I am quite certain you lack all of these attributes. In fact, you are far from it. So, what makes you think that you deserve to be in a place beside mine?” The finger stopped right at the top of

Zayn’s POV: This Max Shepard looks nothing like the Luna like her mother was. She lacks the authority and she looks like she is not even able to carry a boulder like most females wolves can. Or does she even know what she is? I heard from my father that her mother who goes by the name of Teresa took off and left their pack leaderless. She is pretty but not good enough for the Randolf clan’s protection.

I prayed silently to the moon Godess that help was nearby. As I got closer, the stench of them was putrid. Always a tell tale sign that they are rogues, or so I heard. This was the first time I ever had a run-in with one. Well, four of them, if you count the one back at my house, fighting Clayton. "Well, it looks like we have someone who wants to join the fun boys!" The blonde hair man said as he walked to me. I stood completely still and stared him down. I'm unsure where this 'new' me came from.

"You are skilled. You were once a Beta in training and you're smart." Not knowing where all this was going didn't bother me at all. I picked up the table knife and cut out a bite sized chunk of roast beef. I threw it in my mouth with all happiness as Mason cleared his throat. "I like all those traits along with the fact that you are beautiful too." I nodded like a lizard basking in the sun. This was good beef. What was Mason trying to say? "Without beating around the bush any further, Lyra. I would like you to be the Luna of my pack."

“Peanut butter and jelly and a bottle of water.” “Perfect.” I step inside the room and let the guard close the door behind me. The rogue is sitting on a metal chair with his hands resting on the table. He doesn’t have a choice. They confined his wrists in silver shackles welded into half moons on the table. They shackled his ankles to the legs of the chair. If he moves, the silver will burn his skin. “Hello, Jay. My name is Lenora Mason. I’m the Luna Regent of this pack. You’re being recorded. Anything you say can be used against you in front of the Elder Council. Do you understand?” I point to the camera in the corner.

she whispered. They entered the lab, and what they found wasn’t just data, it was history. Her mother’s DNA. Her own blood samples. Scans of her wolf form taken while unconscious. And beneath it all, a file labeled: “PROJECT: LUNA FRACTURE // FINAL PHASE” Mira opened the file. The last note was dated only hours ago. Subject Luna-13 nearing limit of mental stability. If natural bond disruption fails, proceed with Stage Two: initiate illusion of betrayal, isolate subject in live-action recall, manipulate her memory of Grey's loyalty into doubt-triggered detonation.

They tried to argue but they were shut down almost instantly. “You guys don’t have the right to speak when I am. You must have no respect to mercilessly beat up your Luna, talk more of the same woman being heavily pregnant. Or were your brains wiped out overnight? Did you guys forget who she is, and the fact she was recently crowned?” He thundered, shaking up the room. If I wasn’t mistaken, the very first time he took towards the men gave the wall a crack. I thought I was being delusional but despite how much I blinked to try and get my vision back to normal, the crack remained. I swallowed hard.

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.