Novel & Cerita Goddess Of The Moon Luna

Finally a friend and sister she craved for has arrived. "Tonight," I declared, my tone strong and commanding, yet laced with pride, "the Shadow Pack honours not just a warrior, not just a survivor but the woman who has become the soul of our people. She is strength when we falter, fire when we grow cold, and healing when we are broken. Tonight, she becomes our Luna." The crowd stirred, a ripple of excitement rolling through them. Mothers held their daughters close, warriors bowed their heads in respect and the elders whispered prayers to the Moon Goddess.

"It's an honor to meet the daughter of Lunaria and me. I am Hideyoshi Azai... one of the Moon Goddess' mates." The name, Lunaria, fell into the air like a stone into still water, sending ripples through my chest. My breath stalled. Every beat of my heart thudded harder, sharper, as though the sound alone had the power to split me open. He had said Her name. Lunaria... Mother's name was so beautiful. Just by hearing it was enough to bring chills down my spine. Mother's real name was Lunaria. She was the Moon Goddess of the werewolves and lycans and Goddess of the Universe and Creations.

Poseidon was the king of sea and Hades was assigned as a lord of underground. The first of the divines formed from the mere dust resembled other celestial beings like sun, earth, moon and stars. Luna, goddess of the moon, truly represented the moon itself. Although the ancients considered Hecate and Artemis counted as lunar goddesses, only Luna was the moon itself. She is said to have driven the moon chariot. This heavenly vehicle got its power from white horses. It drove across the sky, providing the night with its light. The identity of the moon goddess morphed countless times with the time but she as well as Hecate and Proserpina were triune goddesses.

A figure materialized from the shimmering pool, a figure cloaked in silver robes and radiating an otherworldly aura. "You have summoned me, Luna," the figure spoke, their voice filled with ancient wisdom. "I am Selene, the Moon Goddess. What is your request?" Luna gathered her courage, her heart pounding with anticipation. "I seek the awakening of my latent powers," she said, her voice steady. "I want to protect my pack, my loved ones, and ensure that darkness never threatens us again." Selene's eyes, pools of silver light, bore into Luna's soul. "You are chosen, Luna. I will grant your request. But be warned, with great power comes great responsibility."

Where divine choirs used to rise, now chains clinked, and the scent of burning grace hung heavy in the air. At the heart of this fractured realm sat Luna, the Moon Goddess, her silver hair cascading like a river of frost, eyes gleaming with cold light. Her throne a monument of moonstone and shadow, veins of silver light running through its surface like frozen lightning. Where the Creator’s seat had once burned with the golden warmth of creation, Luna’s gleamed with pale perfection, beautiful, yet utterly cold, its radiance hollow of life.

, Luna Agreste spoke up, she snarled at the woman and gave her the dirtiest look she could muster, “I absolutely hate her”, “She is a disgrace”, “She has no right to be part of us”, “Silence”, Daphne’s angry voice bounced off the walls, the room fell quiet as all the women kept their opinions to themselves, “I can not believe you people”, she stood up from her seat and paced on the pavilion, “How could you all be so cruel? This woman is a luna, just like the rest of you”.

She gagged my mouth in amusement and dragged me to one side. "How can you be so negligent of the goddess?" She was right even though I couldn't shift, I was still a wolf and neglecting the goddess was my resort of not partaking in any part meetings and occasions plus loads of work by my stepmom. "What about her?" I asked. "She has to bless a union with rain, and after all of this is done; the preparation they'll offer her fruits for fertility, the old woman that's her mouthpiece will unite the two together. That's the divine union, she had come down in person one certain time and the pack regarded Luna as a misfortune."

Jasmine pressed on. “She’s had many names. One of the most well-known was Luna,” Lena dropped the revelation that stunned us. “She is the goddess of all werewolves, because she was the one who created them. That’s why wolves bow to the moon in the sky and associate it with their goddess, who once dwelled there for a long time—sometimes descending to visit her creations,” the oracle smiled knowingly. “The most fascinating part is that her earthly names always echo her true one in some way. And she is always reborn with the same appearance, so recognizing her, once she appears, isn’t hard.” “So what’s her name now?” Jasmine wouldn’t give up.

Things weren’t safe for me at the moment, for us. Apparently I was the reincarnation of Onara Eardwulf. The first wolf and Queen of Wolves. My Gaelic friends that are from the witchcraft community, Orla and Lugh helped remove spells that had been placed on me, to control me for years. According to them, I am blessed by both Hecate, the Goddess of Witchcraft and Selene, the Moon Goddess. I felt dizzy, sitting here in the medical room, bile starting to rise in my stomach.

But I'd known him since we were pups! I was born with the mark of the Moon Goddess, symbolizing my identity as the Luna. The former Alpha, Lucian Thornwood, took me in and raised me alongside his heir, Ronan. We lived and ate together, all under one roof. Since I was young, I knew I was the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess and that I'd become Ronan's mate once I turned 18 years old. But it never occurred to me that being with me made Ronan feel trapped instead of happy.