Counterback Of The Despised Luna Novels & Stories

"I'll just go straight to the point and tell you the whole thing." "Alcandar already realize that he has no use for a weakling like you, you're also unintelligent and that's why he needs someone better, someone who can rule this pack as a true Luna. Not a weakling like you." She spat. "I am Alcandar's second mate and once we get you out of the picture, I will be taking your place as the one true Luna of this pack." She announced with her head held high. "T t that's not true... H he'll never do that to me." I stuttered.

One of them dared to say. "F*ck you and your counseling meeting. You men want to remove me from my position as a woman, I know it. Therefore I, Luna Queen of the Shadow Moon Pack! I'm leaving my Luna post. After me, my younger brother Suhas will be the new alpha of my pack. "After today he will take over the Shadow Moon pack.” Queen's voice echoed around the hall.

"I have done nothing wrong to desecrate this place." "The sanctity of the Therians' territory has long been tarnished after you received the despicable Luna," Yarusoyya said with a smirking smile. "I was merely pointing out why you should not accept the despicable Luna, Xabar." "You don't need to save her," Yarusoyya added. "That poison has no antidote." Next.

“Have you finally lost it? As far as I know, and the rest of the werewolf community knows, your Luna died twenty years ago. Reportedly by your own hand.” He growls at that before he gets himself under control and puts a weird smile on his face. “Not my former Luna, Travis” he corrects, his voice laced with condescension. “My new Luna.” My brows furrow. “I don’t know what game you are playing, Gaines, but I don’t have your Luna.” “Oh, I think you do,” he says, taking a step closer making his warriors tense, and mine mirror the movement. The air is electric with tension, one wrong move away from chaos.

They were carrying strange weapons that weren't swords. Once inside the lights were blinding. I slowly opened my eyes to see my mate sitting on my father's throne. I felt my blood boil at the sight. He wasn't looking at me but I knew he felt my presence. The mate bond between Alpha and Luna is very strong. The people around were very curious some even excited to see me punished. I could see many familiar faces around me as well. Many were traitors to my father. I shouldn't hold it against them though. They did what they had to survive.

The fear in his gaze turned to a fierce, blazing pride. I had fallen. I had failed. But I had gotten back up. The Eclipse Luna was back. And she was not here for the past. She was here for the future.

"So, that's all? You’re not keeping any more secrets from me, aren’t you? I’ll be able to come back to Tristan." "I told you..." "You said might. You said I might not be able to come back. But that won't be the case, right?" Veronica looked at her at what seemed to be the demon's version of pity. "Selene's Latin counterpart is Luna. And you have to know that the Greek gods and their Latin counterparts? Well, they don't like each other and are always fighting over the favor of humans. In this country, Selene is much stronger, but as you might expect, Luna is looking to change that. "

THE CURSED REBIRTH (Chapter 4) (Point of View: The Luna) My initial reaction was one of coldness. The kind of cold that seeps into bone, cruel as treachery and sharp as glass, rather than the soft coolness of dawn air caressing bare skin. I could have sworn—no, I was positive—that I had taken my last breath, but my chest rose in a startled gasp. I recall the burn of the poison and how my vision became blurry as the moonlight above me broke into shards. I recall Lyra's sly smile and her hushed victory. I recall my friend Kael's eyes widening in shock, but it was too late to save me.

Ophelia blurted out. Confused, Elisa answered, “But I am a northern luna, too. We are equals.” “What?” Cecilia and Ophelia blurted out in surprise. “There can only be one luna — the one who has the mark of the alpha. You are not a northern luna,” Cecilia told her as calmly as possible. “But I am Aamon’s mate, and that makes me a northern luna,” Elisa protested. “I only came here to the north to be one.”

They moved like smoke, twisting and shifting into forms she had long feared losing: Kael struck down before her eyes, Aeron trapped in molten chains, Mira consumed by flames. She froze, but a hand on her shoulder steadied her. Cassian’s voice rang clear. “Focus, Luna! They are illusions. They feed on fear, not reality!” Luna’s hands glowed brighter, the moons’ light forming a protective sphere. “I know what you are,” she said to the shadows. “You cannot control me. I am the Moonbearer!” The illusions writhed, shrieking as the light of the moons struck them. One by one, they dissolved into smoke, leaving only Luna standing, radiant with silver, blue, and pale gold light.