Galaxy Moon Wolf Novels & Stories

I had been horrified to learn what they had in store for her when she turned eighteen. Yet, my beautiful little mate had survived it and so much more. She was small and feisty, with an inner strength that had developed since she had freed herself, and she had a wolf that was the rarest, most stunningly beautiful anyone had ever seen. The Solar Eclipse Wolf, she was made from the fire of the sun and the ice of the moon, a perfect blend of light and dark, when it meets in the middle of an Eclipse. Her long, snowy white fur is tipped with silver moonlight, making her glitter and shine like a Goddess.

She said to her, her eyes boring into Celia's with desperation. Celia nodded her head, "Y...yes, I can't do this. Yes, I can." She mutters calmly, mustering all the strength she had left to save herself and her child. **** The Redmoon pack were dark wolves with blood red eyes while the Silvermoon packs were brown wolves with greyish eyes that glittered under the moonlight. A half dead dark wolf laid still on the ground, changing into its human form as he was too weak to remain in its wolf form. Hovering over him was a satisfied wolf, who smirked proudly before walking off.

I ask again. "My mother befriended Luna Mira," he says. They said Alpha Ludo's Luna had once been a beautiful proud woman, a descendant of the Moonwolf pack from across the continent. But Silvia only knew her as the sad, kind woman who wore long sleeves summer or winter to cover the bruises and scars her husband inflicted on her.

ZENDAYA We were all sitting at the dining table, celebrating the unlocking of my wolf. I was ready to be a Luna to black moon pack and Xander's mother was particularly happy. She was all over me, praising my beauty. She apologized for being mean to me earlier saying it was only because I had no wolf and they didn't want their son to make a Wolfless girl his Luna. According to her, they've worked so hard to make their pack what it was today. So they do not need a weakling to stand behind their mate.

I wanted to say more, but the quiet guttural growl that escaped Ian’s lips very quickly cooled the ardor. It's all strange... And Rinat is silent. “You’re in trouble, my dear,” Yang growled. The werewolf took off so quickly that I didn’t even have time to gather my thoughts, much less respond. His fingers tightened around my elbow with a steel grip. And the worst thing about all this is that Rinat continued to remain silent. He just nodded gloomily at some order from Ian, the meaning of which I couldn’t make out. Moon! Is this really what I'm thinking?

I responded, staring at them with amusement in my eyes. Scott grinned, his chest puffed up with pride. "That's because this is the Moon Star pack," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "They're known for their unique markings and their mystique. It's a rare and powerful breed, and I'm honored to be their Alpha." As we observed the wolves in the pack, it became clear that each one had intricate patterns on their fur, resembling the phases of the moon. Some had crescent shapes, while others had full moons or even half-moon markings. Their eyes seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly glow, adding to their enigmatic presence.

“It’s time…” Minzy sat straighter, their gazes going to the dark sky and the moon was indeed red. “Jennie, are you finally going to call for November?” Before their eyes, Bom slowly transforms into her wolf form. With the Moon so red and big and bright, the Luna Puer Pack wolf despite on high alert, despite the silver weapons and silver cages, had begun to feel restless. Some eyes focused on the balcony of Jennie. Watchful as some unconsciously ready themselves as the four inside that room, are, after all, the strongest generals of Luna Puer wolves.

Back then, the council hadn't been formed and it was the first time anyone had ever seen the Gifted Wolf. "Legend says that they were the first pack ever created under the moon hence the name, Wolf Moon or Chaste Moon," I shrugged, leaving out the part about my ancestors. That would have probably bored her to death. "Not all legends are true," she sashayed her way to the freezer, pulling out a tub of choc mint ice cream and two spoons from the drawer. It was like she already made this her home.

The clearing, bathed in the moon's benevolent light, became a sanctuary for shared truths and unspoken understanding. As Maximus and Georgia continued their moonlit conversation, a rustle in the underbrush captured their attention. The moon, casting its glow upon the clearing, revealed a small, fluffy figure emerging from the shadows. A wolf pup, its fur a mix of silver and obsidian, stumbled into the moonlit space with an endearing clumsiness. Maximus and Georgia exchanged surprised glances, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected visitor. The pup, sensing their presence, tilted its head and regarded them with bright, inquisitive eyes that seemed to hold a wisdom far beyond its youthful ap

Not entirely. Downstairs, Kieran and Jenson lean against the railing like they own the world, casual as ever, but their sharp eyes miss nothing. "How's it going with the new girl?" Jenson asks, unbuttoning his shirt like the morning is his to command. "Lara's staying. Moonshine doesn't do pack runs," I mutter, rolling the words around in my mouth. "You're joking," Kieran frowns. "That's standard everywhere. Full moons empower every Wolf.