Eighth Born Luna Novels & Stories

She looks so broken and hopeless. "She didn't kill your husband, Lumina," Arturo explained. "Aria is Nicholas's mate. The future Luna of our Pack." Lumina shook her head, refusing to comprehend Arturo's words. She's stubborn enough not to listen and arrogant enough to pursue her malfeasance. "I won't let her." Wtf!

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

"You two know each other?" Calhoun stated more than asked. "Funny." "There's nothing funny about this, Alpha Calhoun." Lady Maddie said. "This girl has-" "Be careful," Calhoun warned, his demeanor getting serious. "She's not just any girl but the future Luna of the guardian pack." The lady swallowed what she had to say. "Lady Maddie must be replaced, I don't want my dear to feel uncomfortable. Leave." Calhoun ordered.

“You’re alive.” Bianca sat upright on the cot, Luna in her arms. Her voice, when it came, was calm. Tired. Unshakable. “This is Bianca Romano of the Blood Kingdom. The war is over. The fires have burned, the old gods have fallen. From the ashes of blood, a child is born.” She paused, glancing down at the infant who slept, unbothered by the weight of legacy. “Her name is Luna. Born under silence and storm. She is not a symbol of power, but of survival. The proof that even in ruin, something pure can still choose to live.”

"You must be Luna." "Must be?" Luna stalked forward, her warriors fanning out. "Yes, I'm Luna. Vincent Winter's firstborn. The daughter he abandoned. The one he only acknowledged when political pressure forced his hand." She stopped inches from Nadia's face. "Do you know what it's like being the child your father is ashamed of?" "Yes," Nadia said simply. "I do."

"Explain. Immediately.” Elder Lira moves forward cautiously. "Luna-born.” I chuckle sharply. "No. Don’t refer to my child like she’s an object.” “She is not an object " Lira softly states. "She is an inheritance.” Marcus snaps, "That isn’t better.” Rowen coughs softly. "Luna born refers to children directly influenced by the Moon Goddess. Uncommon. Perilous. Strong.” Damon’s tone becomes menacing. "Dangerous, in what way?”

She could only force herself to retort, "Leonard, stop asking! I really didn't lie to you!" She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. "Leonard, you're not scared, are you? Are you afraid Silvermoon Pack will retaliate? What are you afraid of? With me here, I'm a descendant of an Alpha. As long as you make me your Luna, no one will retaliate against you." She grabbed Leonard's trouser leg desperately as tears streamed down her face. Her voice was a mixture of tenderness and sorrow. "You love me, don't you? Please look at me and have mercy on me... We'll be together forever. We'll have everything..."

I felt something shift deep in my chest. Who would have thought that Aria…soft-spoken, observant Aria…would be the one to steady the room when it threatened to turn on us? I tightened my arm slightly around her waist, just got the show. Yes she looks azing in the dress but she is still a lowky omega, a substitute.. giving me more time to search for my true Luna. “Time?” my mother echoed, disbelief sharpening her tone. “There isn’t much time, Kieran. I want to carry your pups while I still can.”

I remember her very well. She was the daughter of the former Gamma and believed the role of our Luna was hers by right. Her father also tried everything he could to put her and Damien together, but it didn’t work out. I guess I have my father to thank for that. He is the one who made me know all he had to battle to make sure I became Luna. Most of the fights were between him and Celine's father.

I was glad she was ready to help. When I mindlinked with the pack, I didn't hear any grumbling either. I explained that Mateo and I found a young female wolf who doesn't know she is a wolf, but today is her 18th birthday, and we are bringing her to the packhouse. Luna and I will be there to support her when she learns the new information and transforms at night. Lory slept peacefully the whole way. That's good; she will need energy to transform at night.