Come Back My Luna Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Can I help—?” “No.” I cut in. **** “Mama.” I looked up from the bundle of lavender in my lap. Auren stood by the table, hugging the empty wicker basket. His silver-gray eyes blinked hopefully. “We should give it back.” I smiled faintly. “I don’t think the General is worried about one basket.” “But you said people should always return what they borrow.” I stared at him. Children had an annoying habit of remembering every lesson you wished they’d forget. “I did say that.”

“She knew that I would find my mate last night, she knew who my mate was already.” “Ooh who is it, is she from a neighbouring pack?” Mum asks excited. “She’s from this pack.” I reply. Both Mum and Dad look at each other. “It’s Lizzie.” Mum gasps at the information and Dad nods in approval. “Of course, it is. Everything now makes complete sense.” He smiles at me. “I’m happy for you son. We will look after our future Luna in your absence and keep her safe.” Dad promises. “Well, the thing is. I don’t think I can go now, I don’t think I can leave her.”

It was a profound sense of unity, of belonging, that warmed my heart. I focused inward and sent a wave of love and gratitude to every member of our pack. They all fell silent, their faces reflecting astonishment. “How did you do that?” Mateo asked in awe. **“I am your Luna, and I will stand with you through good and bad. I am grateful for each and every one of you—for the love I have felt from the moment I arrived here—and I wanted you to feel how much I love you in return. I am not a typical Luna, nor just a wolf. Our pack will be something special—a magical place where we all thrive, where every member is valued, cherished, and loved,”** I said, turning to Mateo and then addressing the res

We both just rested our backs on the walls and waited for the class to be over. When the class was over, Claire called out as I was leaving, " Lucas..”. " Hmm?”. " I'm sorry for what I did back there.” she said, bowing her head and curling her toes. “Oh yeah, it's fine. As long as it wasn't intentional, I've got nothing to be worried about." I lied, it wasn't fine. She's human,I can't let her go close to me like that anymore. I have to focus on finding my Luna, sorry Luna.

Mia found a seat in front of Zion. “You still want me. You will have to come and get me.” Mia said with a cold tone. “We will meet again. This isn’t over yet.” Zion lets out a screech and the Lothian women that survived rushed back to behind the borderline, disappearing into the mist. “Until we meet again Luna.” Zion turns around and disappears as well.

“I will make sure she regrets ever looking down on me.” Ilana nodded, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. “That’s my Luna,” she said, loyal and dangerous. And as the moon climbed high above the mansion, I sat there, thinking of all the possibilities. But reborn. Hungrier than ever. Ready for war. My heart was burning for the rage that had ignited the flames that should be sleeping soundly. I rolled over my bed and looked over the jewelries I had. Something caught my eye… the ring I stole from Aurora.

“Let’s talk about bouquets. I want white roses. With eucalyptus. Maybe a few lilacs if they're in season.” Tessa raises a brow. “You’re really leaning into this whole ethereal Luna vibe.” I smile down at the page, my chest buzzing with warmth. “I am going to be Luna soon. Wow, that's weird to say outloud.” “Just as weird to know you won't be with me anymore,” Tessa says.

Luna hugged Portia tightly. - I'll be back tomorrow. I promise. - She said as she tried not to sob. Portia made her emotional. Who wouldn't? Iris tried not to cry too. It seemed like a very sentimental scene to her. - Really? - Portia asked - Just come back, don't go away forever - She said sadly as she lowered her head. Luna sighed. - I'll come see you tomorrow, I promise, okay? I have to go now, do you want me to bring you something tomorrow? - she asked with a smile. The girl smiled.

Before he leaves, he says, “As long as Caleb is missing, I will keep fighting for you. I don’t care if you don’t love me, as long as you return to me.” Trying not to let out a scream of frustration, I login into the Luna class. An older female appears on the screen, and after introducing herself—Luna Eldia of the Blood Moon Pack—she asks my name. For the next hour, she proceeds to teach me about packs and other Luna-related things. I take notes on a notepad I find in one of the drawers of the desk.

I turned and saw the pack members, even the elders who used to hate me clapping their hands. “Welcome back, the True Luna.” The END