Novel & Cerita Death Wolf X Loona

I let it come anyway. Then the guards moved. Not toward us. Toward the floor. They dropped to their knees in a wave, the motion traveling outward from the center, one after another, their fists pressed to their chests. Then the voices started, low at first and building, the specific sound of wolves responding to something their bodies understood before their minds did. "Luna Sienna." "She's alive. She's here." "The dead Luna has returned." I looked at them, all of them kneeling, and I nodded once. Slow and deliberate. Let them see it land.

I guess he's on our side? Two of the smaller wolves pounce on me while the two Betas fight each other. Luna tries her best to keep the two wolves away from the women, but we aren’t the best at fighting after years of not training, especially in wolf form and not being at full strength. As Tess said, I may be lucky because I can still shift, but Xander left his mark in more ways than one. Luna manages to kill one of them by biting hard into his neck to the point we feel the cracking of bones, tasting his nasty blood, but the other warrior takes that chance to claw down my back, making both women scream in horror.

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.

He stopped dead when he saw her. Aria. Her wolf stood in the clearing, pure white and radiant, her fur shimmering like starlight under the crimson moon. Her silver eyes locked on his, and in that moment, the world fell silent. The rogues bowed lower, trembling under the weight of her presence. Lorien tensed, his hand instinctively tightening on his weapon, though he did not move. Kaelen’s heart thundered. His wolf all but wept with joy. There she is. Our Blessed Luna. Our true mate.

I was Luna of Northwind Pack, mated to Alpha Kael Dorian, the man I'd been crushing on since I was fourteen. Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Lara Voss, and I'm an omega, the absolute lowest rank in any wolf pack. Not only that, but I don't have a wolf, never shifted once in my life, and I go completely deaf for the first five days of every month.

Luna let out a scream. Snarling, the wolf spun on her fallen companion. Luna threw her chain around her fists and slammed the iron links into the creature's muzzle without thinking. Her bones broke under the impact. Blood splattered from the beast's nostrils as it snarled and rolled back. Roman's wicked amusement reverberated through the room as the females screamed and the guards laughed. However, something stronger than terror held Selene and Luna together in that instant. As Luna pulled the chain taut around the beast's neck and Selene kicked as hard as she could, they moved together once more. The wolf fought against the iron, howled, and snapped. Roman's laughter got louder. "Interestin

she whispered, pointing to a corner where the air seemed marginally clearer. I nodded, keeping my face expressionless despite my discomfort. As Luna, I couldn't show weakness in front of a rival pack. A burly wolf from the River Creek Pack leered at me as we passed, his eyes roaming over my body with obvious intent. "Luna Snow, your scent is particularly alluring today," he said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Almost... irresistible." My violet eyes met his, radiating the cold power of my position. I didn't speak, didn't need to. The intensity of my gaze made him recoil as if physically struck.

I smiled as I let my wolf control my body and changed form, shifting into a large black wolf. Luna looked at me in awe, her eyes wide with excitement. "This is amazing!" she exclaimed, reaching out to touch my fur with a sense of wonder. My wolf purrs, leaning into her throat, enjoying the feeling of her fingers running through my fur. "So so," Luna whispered, her voice filled with awe. "Sometimes I can't believe that I have a wolf as my boyfriend." Luna's eyes sparkled with admiration as she gazed at me, her love and acceptance evident in her every gesture.

Marina screamed, fighting against the guards who seized her, but her cries were drowned in the sound of wolves howling, not in despair but in release. Selene stood at the center of it all, her chest rising and falling, Rowan at her side, the moon above unbroken and whole. The wolves bowed, not in fear, but in recognition, and she knew in that moment that she was no longer the rejected girl who had once wept beneath the trees. She was the White Wolf Luna. Caden lowered his head, his voice breaking. “Forgive me.” Selene looked at him, her eyes soft but unyielding. “I already did. But you will live with the cost.”

Right before I morphed into my wolf ,I said the words I should have said since the moment I knew he wasn't going to choose me. Using my original title, I said those words, "I, Lola Ashton, the daughter of Alpha Ryan and Luna Lilian of the Moonlit pack, accept the rejection of Grayson Dawson, the son of Beta Andrew and Female Beta Natalie, as his mate and chosen one", I said and felt a surge of power through me at the same time I heard a wolf howling in pain in distant. Jasmine took over my body and I was a pure white wolf. I felt a new burst of energy coursing through my veins, then I ran. I ran with everything in me and never looked back.