Chosen By The Moon By Izabella W Novels & Stories

"I've never asked for anything so far, so let me ask for something this time, I want her to work with me." Iris stared at him in disbelief. She thought he was just using her to take her virginity. "We should take a vote, whoever gets the most support can take her," Alpha Gael insisted. "There's no need to make a big deal out of it," Alpha Silas said. "I will decide. As decided by the host of the selection, she will belong to Atlas." "Being yours is no better." Everyone looked at Iris who had spoken up. She was the bravest omega.

In fact, all these years, he had practically raised me as the future Luna. I lowered my eyes and said softly, "Lucian, I want to go to the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground in three days." The air suddenly went still, and Lucian's gaze darkened sharply. "Freya, you should know what it means once the Sacred Ground is opened." Among the werewolves, only those truly chosen by the Moon Goddess would receive the summons. To set foot on the Sacred Ground was to renounce one's former life of one's own free will.

She saw the Moon Goddess, standing in a field of silver flowers. "Luna," the Moon Goddess said. "You have found your successor." Luna's eyes widened. "Kael?" The Moon Goddess nodded. "Yes. Kael is the next Chosen One." Luna woke up, her heart racing. She knew that the Moon Goddess was right—Kael was the next Chosen One. The next day, Luna told Kael about his destiny. "You are the next Chosen One," she said. Kael's eyes widened. "Me?"

28- Options. ISABELLA I shifted awkwardly in my seat, my grip on the cup tightened until my knuckles whitened. Derek hadn’t wanted to share a bed after his accident. I’m sure anyone thinking logically would know it was his decision. With the condition and finances of the pack a child was never in question well… Until now. “Isabella is as pale as snow, you guys are scaring her for nothing,” Selena spoke, waving her hand. “The moon goddess is wise, she’ll give you a child at the perfect time.”

She met my gaze, her eyes reflecting determination. Isabella passed me the shimmering symbol, infused with ancient power—a crescent moon woven with intricate symbols of strength and unity. "Where do you want it?" I asked Benita. On my arm, she replied as she extended it. With careful precision, I pressed the heated metal against her forearm. She flinched, the sensation of heat and tingling spreading, but she gritted her teeth, steadfast through the marking. As I finished, the symbol glowed softly, marking her as my Luna and leader of the Moonrise pack.

"The Void is a hungry place for those who carry the burden of mortality. Why struggle? The Moon has already made her peace with the Creator. We are the new order. You are just the refuse of a failed experiment." "The Moon Goddess made a pact with a monster to save her own throne," Lyra said, her obsidian blade glowing with a lethal violet light. "That’s not an order, Isabella. That’s a surrender." "Surrender is a matter of perspective," Isabella replied, her fingers tracing the ruby in the locket. "I have eternity. I have a seat at the right hand of the one who made the stars. What do you have? A broken Alpha and a son who has forgotten your name?"

. Given that Isabelle is the chosen one, it makes sense that he would seek her as well. I’m sure you’re wondering how I found out about this. Now that I knew for sure that Isabelle was the one selected by the moon goddess, I could see why every gruesome thing on the planet is after her. According to myth and legend, the chosen one is compared to the moon goddess’s warrior and champion, picked to oppose the worst evils. The moon goddess bestows immense magical power upon the selected one, and it is believed that their blood contains the key to unlocking the secrets of the cosmos. The blood of the chosen one might cure, restore, and even give the drinker immortality. And for that exact reason,

I asked. Isabella stared at her hands. “That the Moon Goddess must hate me. That she gave him to her instead. That I was too stupid to see it.” My wolf snarled again, loud. I forced him down. “I tried to shift,” Isabella whispered. “But the poison held my wolf down. She watched me bleed. She said she was doing the world a favor, getting rid of a Luna too dumb to know when to step aside.” Her voice went flat on the last sentence.

The crowd grew quiet, waiting as she began to speak. “Under the full light of the Moon Goddess, we gather,” she intoned in a calm voice. “To bind two souls in unity, strength, and eternal loyalty. Tonight, Alpha Alec of Night Crescent Pack and Amanda Graymoon of the Graymoon Pack join as one — bound by blood, by vow, and by destiny.” Elder Rowan stepped forward and dipped his staff into the glowing moonwater. He lifted it, letting droplets fall onto the altar stone, making a hissing sound before turning into a thin silver mist.

When I pushed open Isabella's door, I found her seated before her dressing table, admiring herself in the ceremonial gown meant for the future Luna. "Elena, do you see?" Isabella caressed the necklace at her throat with a proud smile. "In three days, Jacob will inherit the Alpha's position. And I will be the honored Luna." She turned to face me, triumph gleaming in her eyes. "You chose Kael. That means you'll always be nothing more than an officer's wife. But I—" her chin lifted—"I will rule the entire Black Moon Pack." I studied her coolly. "Isabella, haven't you noticed the Moon's Tear is rejecting you?"