Deltarune Novels & Stories

“Three months.” “Fine!” Una didn’t take it seriously. She just wanted to go in and see all the changes when she was gone and lay out an impeccable plan. Una realized that a mere rampage here would not suffice. She hated the wolf nation. But she didn’t want to murder innocent citizens and children who had nothing to do with her revenge. “All right. Deal.” Drite flicked his finger, and suddenly a blue shimmering circular rune appeared. “Open your hands. I want to make sure our contract is binding.”

she replies to Kayra, "he also reminded her that she had not met her mate, yet." "She must be angry," says her daughter, "I understand if she does not come, so I will stop by her room later." “Alpha Kyle asked all the main bosses to be at dinner and she is the delta. She has to be here when her alpha calls." "Mom," says Kayra, "someone just broke her heart, he’ll understand." "I don't think Kieran broke her heart, Kayra," she says sarcastically, "rather, her plans to become the pack’s Luna."

The person who was following him hurried to aid him in his miserable condition, "My Prince, let me help you." "Do I need your help?" Karen asked the person who was helping him to get on his feet. "Yes, my prince, terribly." The person answered him while supporting him. "Rona, I’m not your concern." Karen told her without looking at her face. "Leave me alone." Karen pushed D'Rona away and walked without a destination. D’Rona, the daughter of Delta Neguvex, found Karen in a miserable state while returning from the Ice Castle of Ayruzglow. She decided to help him and fulfill her promise to Luna of Ukada, i.e., Karen’s mother, Yadivah Redclaws.

We were all lost in thoughts and Rune had an expression of defeat on her face. “Alpha Jake, in the past few years I learned the profession of pack healer. I may be useful to your pack. Could you grant me and my son and friends permission to stay in Grey Moon?” Rune pleaded, gazing at Darren, who was staring directly at me. Determination burned in his gaze. “Of course.” Who am I to stand in the way of a Moon Goddess match? “I suppose that Darren has already provided you and your friends with comfortable accommodations?” “Yes, thank you Alpha.” Rune smiled.

It ancient, coiled tight, layered over itself so many times it made my teeth ache. We crested a small rise, and there it was. At first glance, it looked like nothing. Just a circle of bare earth nestled between ancient stones, the ground unnaturally smooth, untouched by leaf or root. Then the rune shimmered, faint lines igniting beneath the soil like veins of pale silver light. It was a teleport rune. Delilah stepped beside me, awe momentarily overriding her fatigue. “That’s… the barrier?” “Yes.” Her eyes flickered with hesitation. “But it doesn’t look like a gate.”

A deep, jagged trench had been torn across my left deltoid, courtesy of a stray piece of twisted metal during the collision. The hot water hit the exposed muscle. It stung sharply, but the pain was instantly eclipsed by the aggressive, terrifying burn of my Alpha healing factor. I squeezed my eyes shut, gritting my teeth against the sensation. My accelerated cellular regeneration was not a passive, comfortable process. It was a violent, biological demand. Deep beneath the skin, damaged capillaries sealed themselves shut. Torn muscle fibers seized and pulled together, vibrating with a high-pitched, localized heat that felt like a swarm of fire ants burying themselves in my flesh. The skin beg

XAVIER “Look! Look! Are you seeing this?!” Dolphins. Rune stared at them like they were a wonder of nature. Excitement and childlike wonder shone in her eyes, pure, unguarded. She glowed, like the moon itself clothed her in its beauty. I'd seen a lot in my life. A genocide. Deaths. Blood, on others, on me. Marcella's hatred burning everything I touched. But this? Rune, my mate, glowing under the moonlight, laughing at dolphins like the world wasn't full of evil?

The morning sunlight spilled across the training grounds of the Nightveil Pack, casting long, golden shadows that danced between sparring wolves. A gentle breeze whispered through the pines, and birdsong mingled with the grunts and shouts of warriors sharpening their strength. The air should have been calm. But Rune's pulse was a storm. He stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed over his broad chest, amber eyes locked on Veyra.

I typed in waning moon pack and different links popped up, I clicked on the first one I saw, its title grabbing my attention: RUNAWAY IN CAHOOTS WITH RAIDERS. The Waning Moon pack had recently survived a raid only to discover one of their wolves missing. The Alpha’s son, Adrian, who had reportedly been a witness to the runaway assisting the raiders pack things- steal from the pack. The runaway in question was an orphan that the pack had taken in and looked after as one of their own. It is hard to believe that the goodwill of this pack could turn around and betray them. Goes to show you that there was only so much good a person could do, yet it would still be responded to with evil.

Rune’s POV The pack was ruckus as we got down. The delta guards were ushering the women and kids safely into the bunkers, but that didn’t stop them from looking completely terrified. I rushed towards the packhouse where my people stayed and found them all dressed up for the occasion. Some strapped knives in their boots, while others sharpened their daggers. They all had grim faces on. We all knew what was at stake–our survival. Devon was here to destroy us and wipe us out. He wanted to start the pack all over again, and this time, he wanted to be Alpha. Knowing that the Celestial Trinity would never acknowledge him even though he took the crown from me, he resorted to the only option he had;