Furina Backstory Novels & Stories

They both fell into silence for a moment before Luna asked another question. "So, what's the connection between Maruna and that little girl?" Luna asked, leaving Lucas speechless. "Is what Arka said true, that the girl is actually Maruna, that they're the same person?" Luna continued, considering the possibility. After all, if they listened to Arka's story about a tribal leader reincarnating into someone they desire, especially considering Maruna's unclear death, it could be plausible.

Luna Rudina was celebrating her birthday and also remembering Ashina. It's been a year now and a slap in the face. I should be the one to celebrate her remembrance. Even at her death, I still don’t hold her in my mind too much. "Why didn’t you remind me, Tristan? Because you have Auriel now?" "No, I have Avaayah," he responded swiftly. He was sad and unattentive. Auriel easily made her way with the wolf folk. Greeting and chatting like she knew them from way back,I was impressed. I've always thought of her as a shy blond.

Garrett’s eyes reddened but he nodded stepping back to let others through. Davian stood slightly apart, giving me space for this reunion but close enough I could feel his presence. Vincent watched with undisguised emotion clearly proud of how I was handling this. A young woman maybe a few years older than me approached tentatively. “Luna, I’m Kira. I wasn’t born yet when the massacre happened but my parents were pack. They’ve told me stories about your family my whole life.” “What kind of stories?” “That you parents loved each other so completely it made everyone believe in true mates.” Kira grinned. “That their daughter would come back someday and make Silvermist strong again.”

“Of course, Noah Fern is originally from the RedMoon pack, both parents are fully blooded wolves, Father is a former Beta. She is his lovechild with a human woman who passed during childbirth, her records come off as human despite her being a hybrid.” He tells me, “She is a year older than Luna Aeliana but the two are very close, they even tutored classes together.” I nod, still stuck on the gender of her. “So she’s a smart girl?”

"Even if it seems like your memories are gone." I turned to face Silas. She did the same. "Why? What was I like before I drank the poison, Silas?" I asked curiously. I wanted to know about the life of the body I was given for my second life. Silas lay down on the bed before answering my question. "The Saera I knew was weak. She wanted to escape everything, but she would never choose to end her own life." "What do you mean by that, Silas?"

I heard a man yell and everyone murmured in agreement. “Great people of the Thornhaven pack, I am so sorry for the interruption but this will only take a minute.” Valeria announced, her voice loud and clear, grabbing the attention of everyone within the perimeter. “I promise it’s something you would fancy hearing.” She grinned. Tears, I felt them sting my eyes as a lump formed in my throat. I swallowed hard because it was too soon to cry. “I didn’t know this great pack harbored wolf less creatures. I expected more from a pack as powerful and prestigious as this.” She dropped, her voice stinging like venom.

“Just… slower. Trauma buries instincts. Safety lets them rise.” She swallowed. “So Mira is what happens when that blood awakens without fear.” “Yes.” A chill crept down her spine. “Then she’s in danger just by existing.” “Exactly.” Footsteps echoed behind them. Elara spun, instincts flaring. It was only Elder Senna, Frostveil’s oldest living historian. Her silver braid hung nearly to her waist. “So you’ve shown her,” Senna said softly. “It was time,” Rowan replied. Senna studied Elara with unsettling focus.

Tessa’s POV (as Elena) I wiped my face with my hands as I sat upright on the bed. When would all this end? I was just a young girl fighting for her life, and now this? I had gone to the hospital three times, but nothing—no hint about how we were supposed to switch back. And now, I had to wait for some spirit… till heaven knows when? Zane’s call dragged me out of my thoughts. “Hey, Zane.”

I hear Aria’s whistle somewhere in the back, sharp and approving. I stay on my knees for a moment, letting it sink in. I can't help but laugh. I passed. I did it. I’m not just the Luna who was abandoned, or the assistant barely scraping by. I’m Beatrice. Training instructor. Warrior. Mother. Survivor. I stand slowly, my entire body aching—but my spine straight. The warrior I beat gets to his feet, avoids my eyes, and stalks off without a word. That’s fine. Let his bruised ego keep him company tonight.

Rina muttered frailty. They both of them smiled at each other warmly. ** *** ** Rina kept scrolling up on her phone, looking for nearby jobs she could apply for but none was available. Then she came across a receptionist job with huge payment, “MFR Company?” She muttered happily but her face dropped when she saw the location, “it’s in Gwen city? my hometown?” “Mummy? When are we going back to school?” Scarlett, her little kid interrupted her, she forced herself to smile.