Death Wolf X Loona Novels & Stories

A guy in sunglasses holding the mic hollers, “ONCE AGAIN! LUNA PUER WOLF WINS!” Louder and frantic screaming reverberated. “FUCK YEAH!!!” “ANIMALS!” “ELDRIC JAMES A WOLF-SHIFTER OF THE LUNA PUER PACK JUST SHREDDED HIS SEVENTEENTH KILLS!” “GODDAMN MONSTER!!” “SEND IN A HUMAN THIS TIME!” “THE BET IS UP TO TWO MILLION DOLLARS FOR LUNA PUER WOLF!” In a glass box, Nicole sits. A cold smile plastered into her lips. She looks up to the waiter, “Send in the other Luna Puer Wolf… Kai James.”

His breath caught, his claws trembling as he stared, disbelieving, at the woman he had mourned for lifetimes. His voice broke. “Selene…?” Her gaze was tender as she stepped closer, raising a hand to touch his face—but she did not. Her fingers hovered over his skin, a breath away, a memory made flesh. “You must not do this,” she whispered. “Let go, my love.” The Death Wolf recoiled, his expression twisting with torment. “She killed you!” His voice cracked, raw and fractured. “She took you from me! She deserves to die for what she’s done!”

He caught my signal and closed his mouth, a slight furrow on his brow. Sylvia, Evenly’s daughter, leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with a hint of smugness. "Why would they approve of her when she doesn’t even have a wolf?" she chimed in, her voice dripping with judgment. The words stung, but I remained calm, doing my best to keep my composure. Damon’s hand tightened around mine, but I squeezed it gently to remind him not to rise to the bait. I could handle this. I relaxed into my seat, letting my smirk form slowly. "Guess what?" I said, leaning slightly forward to catch their attention. "That wolfless girl you’re all talking about? She’s going to be the Luna of all your packs."

Devon We round a corner and finally feel a change in the air. “Hold,” I tell my warriors in our pack mind-link, and that’s all they need to hear to stop dead in their tracks in formation behind me. Instantly, they all pick up on it as well–the distinctive scent of a wolf shifter. We know it’s Stephen, but we aren’t sure whether he’s alone. The forest is filled with traces of scent, the essence of all the creatures nearby.

But inside, my wolf snapped her teeth, restless and furious. This was my territory. My crown. My victory. And if Rael thought she could come back from the dead and take it from me... She was gravely mistaken. I tilted my head, stroking my belly once more. "You won't take him. You won't take this," I murmured under my breath, venom lacing every word. "Not the pack. Not the child. Not the man." Let them whisper Luna all they liked. Let her wear her scars like armor.

I didn’t feel any danger; instead, I smelled a familiar scent—jasmine with a hint of fresh tea. That’s strange. It’s the same scent I love. “If we meet here, you’ll be between life and death,” the white wolf said. “What?” “You shouldn’t be able to see my form; you only sense it. For we are one, Delilah.” The wolf sat up, facing me. “And I know you’re in great danger right now.” “Who are you?” “Lona.” “Who?” “Go back, now. Until we meet again.” ...

Her cold sandalwood pheromones were laden with grief. The old Luna wailed, her silver-gray wolf fur disheveled in tears, her pheromones like shattered glass. Ignoring her, Luna Chloe approached Dwight. Bound for so long, his face was purplish-red from poor circulation. The wolf-head totem on his neck burned with humiliation and fear. "Look at your son," Luna Chloe said, holding the baby up. "You killed him." Her tears were still wet on her face. Her voice was calm at first but soon erupted in anger, her presence like a thunderous roar.

It was obvious that the three of them had broken into the wolves' territory. Monna and Loona were beside themselves with nerves at the sight. They had only just taken the Blood Fungi and had yet to incorporate their energy. Under these circumstances, how were they going to face up against all these Wind Spirit Wolves? The next second, Darryl cleared his throat before letting out a howl of his own toward the wolves. Monna and Loona got a fright at the sight. "Darryl!" Loona could not help but shriek, "Have you gone mad?" They barely had any time to even run from the wolves, and here Darryl was trying to provoke them further.

Caer leaped to his feet and shook himself, his claws clicked against the stone floor. The large Grey wolf of Thorr towered over all North London Delta wolves. Thorr might have some distant alpha blood in him too with the way he was tearing through any enemy in his front, but his mind was not in the fight. He kept his nose fine-tuned, ready to catch a whiff of the familiar scent. Suddenly, the scent came. He looked up sharply. "Lydia!"

Then, she turned to Luna Joanna, mocking her. “I was traveling near the Ironwolf’s camp in Seldis. Until the Ironwolf summoned me to lay with him that night. He was in heat and was looking for a touch of a woman. No one is at fault. It’s just that he admired my beauty secretly and couldn’t control himself that night.” Luna Joanna was devastated, tears streaming down her cheeks. She confronted the Ironwolf. “Tell me she’s lying.” The Ironwolf remained silent, sighing deeply. Luna broke down and walked away, forbidding anyone to follow her. But Anika insisted on accompanying her.