Chaos Luna Mason Novels & Stories

“Some of the rituals require your wolf form. If you can’t shift, you don’t deserve to be Luna. That is why I brought her. Serena will take over.” Darius’s jaw tightened. “You can’t make that decision for me, Mother. I chose Lyra. You don’t get to replace her.” He paused, then a slow, dangerous smirk curved his mouth. “You’ll keep your deal—with both of them. Whoever fucks you better and makes you come harder gets to stay and finish the rituals.” His mother’s face darkened with rage. “You can’t be serious, Darius.” “You can’t back out of a deal, Mother. You made it yourself yesterday.”

Mason and his mate were both born rogues, but Mason carried Alpha genes. He made it his business and vendetta to destroy as many packs as possible. Mason had already been accused of torturing and killing two Alphas along with one Luna. He had no reason to not harm Luara and that terrified me the most. Thankfully, I could still feel her presence through the pack link, so she was alive but due to her age and not being able to shift, she couldn't communicate through the pack mind link. Only her presence through the pack could be felt.

He knew I didn’t want him to do it so he howled to call our pack. “You saved me! You should be my husband!” She shouted when she realized he called our pack. “Laia, enough. You’ll find another man who is for you. Moon goddess bonded us, and it’s sacred.” I explained to her but she suddenly pointed her wand at me. “I, Laia Ashville swear that his Luna will be the misery of his pack members,” and she flicked his wand to me. The pink light hit me and everyone arrived in time to witness that. He stepped in front of me but it was too late.

"I promise the alpha to keep you safe" "I can't hide when my pack needs me. Go and don't look back. Keep everyone safe. I can't keep running. I need to fight too" she answered It was a surprise to everyone to see their luna saying very long sentences in a long time. She had been the type who always kept to herself. At first, they had thought she was too fragile to be their luna. Why would the alpha of the mountain pack be mated to a fragile soul? Why will the goddess decide to give them someone as fragile as her?

Killan was the one. Killan was about to approach when the pack warrior stopped him. The rogue exhaled a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "Alpha," the pack warrior called urgently, his voice laced with panic. "The Luna is in the throes of a seizure. He needs you." The warrior of the pack dutifully relayed the message to his Alpha. Panic seized Killan as his eyes darted frantically around the dense forest. With a menacing glare, Alpha Killan issued a warning before hastily making his way to his Luna's side.

“I am asking you one last time. Where. Is. Mason?” His eyes dropped to the floor. His lips parted. And then he broke. “He’s gone.” Everything stilled. Gone. “What do you mean ‘gone’?” “Aurelia…” Dalton’s voice trembled. “They killed him. We were ambushed. It was Roderick. And Korran… Korran betrayed us. He… he made a deal with them, and Silas… Silas trusted him. Mason tried to stop them...” “No...” I took a step back, my breath catching. “No, he was just with him… you told me he was just with him!”

“You’re a traitor and an insult to everything that is being a luna.” The three lunas with Lena stepped forward, their eyes cold and unforgiving. They stood in a tight formation, forming a wall of hostility. I stood my ground and lifted my chin. “That’s rich, coming from you, Lena. Did you tell these women how you became luna?” Lena’s face flushed red. “I became luna because I’m Carl’s mate. Don’t spread lies here, Alyssa. None of us will believe them.” “Yes, we know all about you. Delusions of being a little princess,” one woman said. She was lanky and used her height to try to intimidate me.

A cold sweat broke out across my neck, but I forced my lips to stretch into another fake smile. "Oh," I said, forcing a soft, light chuckle. "Well, I am the only person out here, Lucas. There is no one else. Perhaps your wolf is confused. Maybe your fated mate is running in the other direction, toward the eastern border." Lucas took a step closer to me. His gaze was fierce, piercing straight through my mask. "No," Lucas insisted, his voice completely firm and unyielding. "My wolf could never be mistaken about something like this, Luna. I come from a sacred, ancient lineage where our wolves have a massive, significant influence over our minds and bodies. If my wolf says his mate is standing r

And tonight, I had dragged him into a lie I hated almost as much as the truth. “Is she settled now?” I asked. His jaw moved slightly before he answered. “Yes.” Silence hummed between us. Aria. The omega I’d last properly noticed years ago, quiet, unobtrusive, a shadow among wolves. Now… Luna in name only. A mask my people needed. A sacrifice I had demanded. Because Crescent Stone must not fracture. Because Selene must be protected — even in her absence. I exhaled slowly. “Good.” He nodded once.

Mason leaned back in his chair, posture relaxed, like he had control of every moving piece in the world. “Who is she?” Magnus swallowed. His eyes flickered back to me again. Longer this time. Like what he was about to say mattered. “She claims to be the Luna of Cassian’s pack.” He paused. “Natalia.”