Harry And Luna Married Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

"When we go back to the pack... I won't say anything if you don't want me to. We can keep this a secret." "Why would you think I want to keep this a secret?" Harry looks into my eyes and brushes a strand of my brown hair aside. My heart fills with anxiety, leaving me unable to speak, so I simply lower my gaze sadly. "I already told you. You're mine, Elijah," Harry repeats, this time more firmly. "I have no intention of letting you go." "What does that mean?" "It means I want you to become my husband, my Luna. You're mine... Do you understand?"

Selena noticed and smirked in satisfaction. "Let's see who gets the crown, shall we?" she asked mockingly. By this time, Hazel was already close. He held the crown aloft, paused for a moment, then made a beeline in my direction. Some feet away, he stopped, obviously confused by the two similar scents. My mind raced when he went towards Selena. I immediately started humming one of my tunes under my breath, which made him turn to me. I smiled in victory. At long last. We shared a kiss, went back to the former Alpha King who blessed our marriage and officially pronounced me Luna.

my mate’s voice booms, stopping all the chattering, he glances at me and extends his hands which I take. “As many of you have heard, I found my beautiful mate, Ruth at the dungeon of the shadow.” I didn’t expect the crowd to burst out in cheers. I was flattered by this. With a simple hand gesture from their Lycan king, they quieten and proceed. “Therefore, I canceled my marriage to Cynthia Marcus and she and her father are not allowed in the territory,” the crowd once again cheered in happiness, I get the feeling that Cynthia is not loved here. Micheal announced to everyone that in a month l’ll have my Luna ceremony which I didn’t expect but I am happy about it, I will be his queen.

Not anymore. “Killian Hunt, I Everlyn Redmon, reject you as my mate.” Killian looks like he’s been slapped with my words. His pupils are shifting between his human ones and his wolf ones, and he’s grabbing at his chest like it physically hurts. “Everlyn Redmon, I Killian Hunt, reject you as my Luna, and command you to leave these lands.” There it is.

Leon’s POV Since I divorced Ariane, my Luna, I feel like my life is so ruined. I just found out that she was pregnant with twins and gave birth to cute daughters, Zara and Zoya. That made me feel even more lost; my imagination of a sweet future with them is now gone. Every time I think about them, my heart aches. I realize how much their presence means in my life, even though I am no longer with Ariane.

The screen flashed with Harry’s number. “Luna,” Jaden muttered, noticing the call. “Don’t answer. Not now.” But curiosity and dread clawed at me. I swiped to answer. “Hello, Luna,” Harry said, smooth and cruel. “Did you enjoy the little show? But don’t get too comfortable. You still have something to worry about.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “What do you mean?” “Jaden’s little secret,” Harry purred. “You heard it already. And if you think the chaos outside was enough, just wait until you truly know him.”

But Harry didn’t pull a weapon. He pulled out a document. Thick. Official. Stamped. A marriage certificate. Don blinked. “What nonsense is this?” Harry turned it toward Elena first. Her hand flew to her mouth. “Harry… what is this?” “A way to protect you,” he murmured. “And Naomi. And us.” The room shrank. Her heart punched against her ribs. Their names were written clearly. Harry Dubois. Elena Rivera. Her breath trembled. “We’re… married?”

Chapter 4 Romance Is A Bonus Luna's POV I watched him not saying anything to me, he stopped laughing and tried to intimidate me by trying to touch my hair, but I went back a little giving him a distance. "Are you serious Luna? You want to divorce me??” "Yes I am serious, this is no marriage but hell, I want out!!” I made my point known and stopped myself from crying in his presence. "You will return and beg to be my wife again!!”

His hand clasped Henry, for all to see. “Henry is no exile. He is no shadow. He has risen among humans, stronger than you ever imagined. The world speaks his name. And today, I speak mine: I love him. I have chosen him. And he has chosen me.” Harold’s voice thundered. “Henry is my Luna.” The packyard exploded. Shouts of disbelief, cries of shock, murmurs of curiosity. “A Luna? But he’s—” “This is madness.” “He’s human-raised. Weak.”

He closed the car door and tried to lean on the back of the car while looking at Ana who was still staring out. “You don't need to be afraid. I'll bite you after we get married " "Aa. . .What?" "Ha ha ha, yes. We're getting married " Ana shook her head. Her chest was pounding, believing it and not what Harry said. She was sure Harry was not kidding. She was also sure that Harry had drawn up a very well-thought-out plan and that his trap this time would not allow Ana to let go.