Cyno X Lumine Novels & Stories

Alpha Carlo teased us, chuckling and making me blush more. Fortunately, the Luna came to the rescue. She elbowed Alpha Carlo and took over the conversation. "Don't mind him. He should have introduced me to you, not teased you." She smiled before extending her hand to me. "I'm Helena, the Luna of Crimson Howl. It's Amerie, right? Nice to finally meet you, Amerie. I hear a lot about you." The way she behaved reminded me of my mother. She was indeed the real Luna.

Exypnos - a kingdom where there are upgraded equipment and weapons for fighting. It is located on the western side of Magia. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ "Follow me." Gualtiero's eyes flashed angrily before he stepped down the tower. Arayan could do nothing but to follow it towards the palace hall. The large windows reflect the moonlight, but it is not the light from an ordinary moon because its color is like blood. The sounds of cricket can also be heard and there are also soldiers who guard the kingdom even at night.

“Yeah, sure. There’s a ground floor where they keep the weapons.” “Alpha.” Lyon threw me sweatpants. “Who’s that?” “It’s August.” “Luna, let me see it.” Tor checked her arm. “Anyone hurt?” she asked and removed her hand. “It’s not bad, but it will leave a scar.” Lyon saw it, removed his shirt, ripped it to wrap it around Shadow’s wound, and tied it tightly. “It will hold for a while.” “Thanks.” “Not bad.” Kain came. “I threw all the silver bullets while they barbecued you alive.”

The room was bathed in a soft blue glow, emanating from the crystal's pulsating core. Thais Elias stepped forward, his eyes locked onto the crystal. "This is it, Luna. Our chance to bring forth the clarity and power we seek." His voice trembled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Luna approached the crystal cautiously, its enchanting glow casting an otherworldly shimmer on her face. She reached out, her hand trembling with a mix of nerves and determination. As her fingers brushed against the smooth surface, a surge of energy coursed through her body, igniting a warmth deep within her soul.

Lucien instantly plopped down beside him, still looking around like a child in a candy store. The woman’s voice was careful, respectful. "Sir, what type of phone do you want?" Zayn leaned back casually, his arm resting on the couch. He spoke calmly, but with certainty. "The Apex Infinity X Pro." Lucien blinked and tilted his head. "What’s that?" The receptionist’s smile tightened. She shifted nervously, her fingers twitching against her skirt. "Erm… Sir, that product has not yet been launched. It cannot be sold." Day, standing just behind Zayn, took a sharp step forward. His voice was firm, clipped.

I turned to the mirror and saw my red hair that was highlighted with white. We thanked the doctor and the nurse who has assisted us throughout the stay in the small clinic. We went back on the trail and this time, we were cautious in everything that was surrounding us. We fought beasts with beasts as we go further into the mountains. I was grateful that Zale was with me because I am still weak and am lack mana. I haven't fully restored my mana yet and so we just stuck into walking instead of flying.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

Like a beast's roar strangled before it could form. "The first one he sent. The second one he spoke to himself. What's that old bag of bones afraid of besides the cold? Afraid no one will remember his name?" Cain stood across from Luna. Both hands braced on the table's edge. He looked down at the Greyhollow coordinate pinned beneath her coffee cup. His ice-blue eyes held a faint silver sheen in the projector's blue light. Deep as the color of the sea beneath ice. He said nothing. But the hilt of the blade beside his hand emitted a thin metallic whimper. Pheromones seeped from his palm into the leather wrapping of the hilt. They nudged the blade a single micron from its sheath.

“She’s my mate, Callum.” “What?” he breathed. I looked back at her. She was barely conscious, slumped against the cold wall. She looked so frail and underfed. Her breathing was shallow and uneven. I wanted to hold her. To shield her and tear apart anyone who had laid a hand on her. “Open this cell before I break it down myself,” I growled. And I could. I was an Obsidian wolf, one of the most powerful wolves alive. If they refused, I would rip the bars out of the stone and use them to crush their heads.

“He believed the Luna light was meant to balance alphas, not threaten them. Your pack feared it. Ours hid it.” Beside the stone, I dropped to one knee, fingertips brushing shallow lines cut into the rock. Without warning, golden light swelled from the Luna source, spilling warmth across the weathered grooves. From where they stood far off, Velvet Claw wolves let out sharp breaths. Wide-eyed, Jax stared. “It’s stronger here,” I whispered. “Like the land remembers.” Lucas stayed close, his presence a grounding force. “It’s beautiful,” he said honestly. “Different from ours, but strong. Maybe the two packs can learn from each other.”