Distance Luna Mason Vk Novels & Stories

David replied sarcastically as he reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. “It’s noon,” I said. “The world is going tits up right now,” David replied as he went to the cupboard and got a glass, pouring the ruby red liquid into it. “I think I deserve a drink.” “David, I know this seems crazy…” “Seems is an understatement,” David replied. “More like is.” “I can feel it David,” I said quietly, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Feel what exactly?”David asked, sipping his wine. “She’s my mate. My Luna,” I replied, feeling a bit nervous even saying it out loud.

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

I can’t help but keep falling in love with him over and over again. My thoughts are interrupted when my mobile begins to beep. Seeing the caller ID, I immediately answer the call. “Hello” “Luna” it is Mustapha from the other end, “we found out that for the past three years, Natalia has been cohabiting with a witch from the Zu clan”

She stepped forward, standing as tall as Kaelos. “Lord Viktor,” her voice was calm but had an edge of steel. “I appreciate... the European Council's interest in the Nightveil Pack. However, allow me to clarify something. I am the Luna of the Nightveil Pack, and my loyalty is entirely to this Pack, my husband, and my children. I am not interested in ‘cultural exchange’ or anything that requires me to leave my family.” Viktor looked at her with an expression that was difficult to read. There was surprise there, and perhaps... respect? Or maybe something more obsessive.

“Good day, all. I am Mary Vaughn-Hamilton, daughter of Gerald Vaughn, Alpha of the Phoenix Pack, but some may know me as the Luna of the San Francisco Pack. Before drafting this message, I battled with myself, because I was unsure if it was the best thing to do. It is now clear to me that I should never have allowed myself to be silenced. My story deserves to be heard.

He did not say anything for a while. We stood in the garden. Then he said: “Selene called this morning.” I looked at him. “From the western satellite,” he said. She had gone there for two weeks to work on the expanded support protocols with Vela. Taking Luna. The eighteen-month-old’s first extended time away from the fortress. Which she had apparently managed with the complete equanimity of someone for whom the web made physical distance essentially irrelevant. “She is coming home Thursday,” he said. “Good,” I said.

Then, with a smirk, he delivered his next blow. "If anyone should be leaving this room, it's you. Last I checked, you divorced her. Over you. Tell me, who in their right mind would leave a woman like Violet for an incapacitated being like your current Luna? Rumors say she doesn't even perform her Luna duties. All she does is play house. What do you have to say about that?" Mason didn't hold back. Every word was a dagger. "You rejected her. You divorced her. You don't get to fucking play hero now."

Before he leaves, he says, “As long as Caleb is missing, I will keep fighting for you. I don’t care if you don’t love me, as long as you return to me.” Trying not to let out a scream of frustration, I login into the Luna class. An older female appears on the screen, and after introducing herself—Luna Eldia of the Blood Moon Pack—she asks my name. For the next hour, she proceeds to teach me about packs and other Luna-related things. I take notes on a notepad I find in one of the drawers of the desk.

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.