Distance Luna Mason Vk Novels & Stories

You see, Jake, I know something you don’t know, something that is going to kill you. Yeah, Li and what is that, huh? Not what? My male, but whom? Ok then, whom are you referring to, my female? You sure you ready for this Jake? Enough just fucking say what you gotta say. I need to finish what I intend to do with this bat and get back home to my Luna. “Mason.” “And who is this Mason?” That you seem to think I should be worried about Liza? Do your worst to me, my male, because I’m never going to tell you, but you’ll find out soon.

"And I want the heart delivered in a cooler!" Victoria let out a sharp, jagged laugh. She gestured to the digital map on the screen behind her. A pulsing red dot marked a farmhouse three miles out. Madison’s location. The biological coordinates that were supposed to be a death sentence. "Going once," Victoria sneered, her eyes scanning the sea of hungry Alphas. "Going twice—" "Zero dollars."

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

Her anger and jealousy come again. “What did you mean?” Jack asked. “This… keeping Queen hidden from us. You know she is our mate.” Natasha points out. Jack smirks at her allegations. “One second… Let me be clear here. Luna already cut all bonds with her mates’. So officially she was not tied to anyone. The day she left the pack territory she was no longer related to you or anyone else.” Jack corrected her. “You were the one who took her from the pack. You….” Natasha tried to blame him, but Jack stopped her.

he scoffed and when Mason walked back in, the sternness in his face returned. I chuckled and turned to Mason. “I’d like to move into my new bedroom now. Would you please help me assign people to help with moving?” “Of course.” He smiled then paused. “I’ve linked a few people. They’ll be at your service right now.” “Great, thank you!” “Oh yeah, and most importantly, as Luna, you’d face more responsibilities and dangers, so we'll reach out to people to help her out with boosting your strength whenever you're interested.” Keegan added.

Mason said giving me a you-got-yourself-into-this-mess look. “Fuck, I know. She knows how to play the part in front of the cameras though and not act like a kid in a candy store.” “Take that little thing you fucked the other night!” “Oh, no. The pack slut? Bad for my reputation. It is bad enough Michelle has ideas in her head but I can’t give them to her either.” “You know you would be stronger with a Luna anyway” Mason said shrugging his shoulders “Or weaker if she gets hurt. I can’t have a weak ass Luna!”

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

“I’ll discuss it with Miss Q. Tomorrow, both our teams will hold a joint consultation and draft a treatment plan.” She tapped the desk, then turned to leave. “See you tomorrow.” Briella reached the hospital room. At the door, she paused—Mason and a man she didn’t recognize were standing there, acting oddly. It was hard not to notice. “Madam,” Mason greeted her. She nodded in acknowledgment. “Mason.” “You’re the woman who broke my Bro’s heart?” Seneca gasped. He’d seen her before—online. She was the genius founder of BM Group, and the legendary ‘Luna’!

I was pleasantly surprised by the team’s openness and enthusiasm for the auction. Everyone seemed excited to begin the project, and after a couple of hours of intense brainstorming, we had finally hashed out what felt like a solid plan for the auction. Of course, I felt a little out of place and inexperienced, but the team was gracious and always willing to offer pointers. All except for one of them, anyway. There was one woman, a dark-hair woman named Vanessa, who seemed to stand out from the rest. “So, you’re the Luna,” Vanessa said as we packed up for the day, her eyes scanning me with an unreadable expression behind them. “I must admit, I wasn’t expecting you to be leading a project like