Forced To Be His Luna Novels & Stories

But the realization did not calm Cassandra’s anger. It made it worse. Because if Damian did not want Aurora… then why was he still going through with the ceremony? Why was another woman touching what Cassandra already considered hers? Her wolf growled violently inside her. Mine. The possessive thought echoed through her mind, dark and dangerous. Cassandra forced herself to smile when Aurora turned toward the crowd, unaware of the hatred staring directly at her. But behind that beautiful smile was a promise. Aurora may wear the title of Luna… …but Cassandra Nightvale would make sure she never truly felt like one.

He never did. That training ground wasn’t just for fighting. It was sacred. It was where the Wolf’s Crest stood an ancient mark of power carved into the earth itself. Every Alpha and Luna was blessed there. It was said that the Moon’s power burned strongest on that spot, choosing the true leaders of the pack. So why should I care about the feast? Why should I thank the Moon Goddess? For what? For making me wolfless? For giving me pain every single day? For taking my father and leaving me in the hands of people who despised me?

Not anymore. I took a deep breath, firming my head. "You were wrong Tristan when you sold me." You think you can demand that I return to take control after you betrayed me. He advances, each move purposeful and perilous. "I'm not asking." If I've to—” “You'll do what, exactly? Force me? Drag my body back like a trophy that I've already demonstrated to justify the fight." His gaze flickers with a scream. "You're the Luna of this group, too." And I'll claim what's mine.”

“Everything is about him, isn’t it? You abandoned your sister. You left your duty. You brought shame into your house. And now, when I decide to use you for something useful…” “Use,” I said bitterly. “Exactly. You don’t want a Luna. You want a symbol you can drag around like a leash.” His eyes went colder. “You misunderstand. I don’t want a Luna. I need one. My pack needs one. And I will not let you embarrass me in my own hall because your pride suddenly woke up.” “I can’t be your Luna,” I said. “I am not a woman. I am not…” “You will be,” he cut in. “This is not a vote. This is not a proposal. This is an order.”

I wanted to tell her that I didn't even feel like a Luna, but the words caught in my throat. She stepped away from the mirror, and I was faced once again with my reflection. But this time, she was not wearing that scared look—she had a deep frown on her face that spoke of revenge. Marcel thought he was trapping me, but he didn't see it. Once the ceremony was done, I would be his forever, and there would be no turning back. I couldn't let it happen. I knew the order of the night events that would happen under the full moon, starting from the exchange of oaths to the blood binding. I would be pronounced Luna and thereafter spend the night with Marcel.

Delight said and Sassy laughed. "I never would have been the Luna, he has someone else though she broke up with him when she saw us together," Sassy said. "Why?" Delight asked. "Well, we were making out. Don't ask me how, because I honestly don't know how it happened. I just knew we were kissing and all that. And then, this girl, who he called Megan just walked in and started screaming at me. It turned out Murphy promised her he was going to reject me and make her his Luna. She also told me the best he'd do for me was mark me and make me a mistress who would be stuck with him for the rest of my life. I can't possibly deal with that. I forced him to reject me and he did." Sassy explained.

At that moment, she didn't hesitate to leave my sight with Bryce walking right beside her. My fist clenched, and I felt so foolish letting another man take my Luna away from me. Wasn't I a foolish person? “Alpha Killian, what are you doing? Go after her!” Beta Dayton urged, but there was no way he could understand it all. I had tried my best to run after her, to say pleasing words to claim her back, but I felt stiffened and couldn't even move an inch.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but aunt Tess's words were still swimming in my head. This is a game changer for Seth. I am a Luna. He thought he could break my heart and get away with it but he can't . I won't let him. He will regret the day he had left me. Vengeance crept into my heart. I did not know how I was going to make him pay, but I was going to. " Breakfast is ready," I heard aunt Tess's jovial voice from the dining hall.

I would never stand as Luna to the man who had torn my world apart. I saw the insult hit him hard. The surprise faded fast replaced by a dark stormy scowl that shadowed his whole face. “You have no other choice! You are meant to rule at my side as my equal and as my Luna. Your pack has already given you to me and you belong to Northern Reign now. You will be my Luna whether you want it or not” he said firmly with no trace of jest. “No! I do not accept you as my mate! And I will never be your Luna!” I screamed back at him.

“Of course I am. You’re mine now. My mate. My Luna.” Her heart stuttered at the word. Luna. It carried weight, responsibility, meaning. But hearing it from his lips, in that husky voice laced with reverence, made it sound less like a title and more like an endearment. She peeked up at him, her brow arched. “And what exactly does being your Luna entail? Bossing you around?” His lips curved into a slow, wolfish grin. “You already do that.” She gasped, swatting at his chest, though the gesture lacked any real force. “I do not!”