Daughter Of The Moon Novels & Stories

He stated. A sister? What was he talking about? “A sister? And named Nia too...” Nia muttered. “But why would she take your daughter with her? Shouldn't she just escape and find her way back home?” I asked. Dante sighed deeply. He stared around and turned back to us. “I would Normal not tell anyone this, but my daughter is the Dark moon wolf. Her powers must have attracted the wench and she decided to steal her from me.” My eyes widened. “The Dark moon pack goddess? What is her vessel doing all the way here? It's a powerful descendant of the dark moon pack.”

My claws pushed against my skin, splitting it open. The wood beneath my hands cracked. The air in the room grew heavy, shimmering with power I fought to keep down. I could feel my teeth sharpening, my bones threatening to shift. Not now. Not here. “Are you sure?” My voice came out low, guttural. Daniel nodded quickly, eyes wide. “Yes, Boss. I verified it twice. There’s no mistake.” A bitter laugh escaped me. Fate—no, the Moon Goddess herself—was playing a cruel joke. The girl I had longed for, searched for, waited for… was the daughter of the man I swore to destroy.

“When I drew my first breath under the Blood Moon, the Moon Goddess marked me with light. I became the Moonbound, and through me, her children obeyed. Yet the power was never mine… it flowed through me, not from me. The bond is fragile, woven not through strength but through lineage. When my blood ceases, the bond shall shatter, and the four will slumber in anguish until my blood returns to breathe beneath her gaze once more. They shall awaken when the lost blood walks under a false moon, and the Moonbound trembles with divided hearts. Only she—the Daughter of the Moonbound—shall call them by name, and they shall answer. Her voice shall soothe their rage; her

“I know he’s a monster. I know what he did is unforgivable, but everyone deserves a second chance, right?” Maddox took a step closer to the omega. “Selena, the only reason that Vance even told us that you were his daughter is because you were chosen by the Moon goddess to be the white-haired Luna. If that was not the case, he would have never told a soul.” He reached for her hands and held them in his. “You have to hear me. He does not care about you. He never did, and will never.”

As father. “You’re an abomination,” the Goddess whispered. “A queen with two moons. A king without my bond. This will destroy the world.” “No,” Luna said. “It will save it.” She raised her hand. Purple light filled the throne room. “I, Luna, Queen of Both Moons, daughter of Elena and Valen, mate of Damian, reject your law. From this day forward, no wolf is forced. No bond is mandatory. No crown is forever.” The Goddess screamed. Light exploded.

Lana said calmly, “only those I permit hear my words. It is your place to disclose it to her, not mine.” She turned and walked toward the door before stopping beside Jade, her face angling slightly back toward me as she continued. “She is not merely one of the daughters of the Slain Luna, she is the Luna of the Crystal Wolf, you are the Crystal Wolf, the one true Alpha.” Xavier sat in silence, watching her lips move without sound reaching him as confusion settled across his face. Lana’s voice came once more before she stepped through the doorway. “Know this. A Nightveil is present.”

I turned to the second page and my breath caught. Rhea had found a reference in a temple archive dating back over six hundred years. A single passage written in Old Wolf script that had been translated by a scholar in the neutral territories. The Daughters of the Moon. Born once every few generations through a bloodline blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. They carry Her light within their blood. When awakened their power transcends the boundaries between wolf and Lycan. They are neither. They are both. They are what came before the division. I read the passage three times.

“Forgive me, but… why are we helping her? A rogue on our territory should be killed or driven off. Not healed.” I looked at the small figure on the bed. Even unconscious and wounded, I could see the Moon Chosen's features. The silver hair that marked Darius’s bloodline. The delicate bone structure of high-born wolves. This was Darius’s daughter. The daughter of the man who killed my father. And somehow, she’d ended up half-dead on my doorstep. This was an opportunity. This was fate. “She’s useful,” I said simply. “That’s all you need to know.”

“I’m sure the little human girl’s mother would want a woman present. My impression of Clementine wasn’t that she’d care about something like that. If she did Margo wouldn’t be the type of woman I’d trust to look at for my daughter around a man I didn’t know. I stayed in the living room ignoring Margo until she decided she would go into my room and sleep in my bed. I didn’t bother arguing with her, I slept in the living room instead. In the morning I checked on the girls and was relieved to see Aaliyah was perfectly fine and there were no incidents. My niece and her cousins were all still completely in their human forms so our secret was preserved. I wondered for a second if Clementine would

she added quietly, and I nodded. "I don't want to be away from Ben." "I know it won't be easy, but you are strong, my darling." she soothed. "How do you know? what if I am not?" I asked her as she smiled. "You are my daughter, so of course you are, and you are the direct descendent of the Moon Goddess Rori. You are a true born Luna stronger than any Alpha, and you are never to forget it." she murmured. There was a light knock on the door, and my mom smiled.