His Abandoned Luna Novels & Stories

My vision blurred and I didn't know if it was from tears or from whatever was happening to my body. "Stand up, Abital." Ruth's voice cut through my pain. "You're embarrassing yourself." I tried but my legs wouldn't cooperate. "She's weak," someone in the crowd said. "She can't even handle a rejection without falling apart." Laughter rippled through some wolves though not all of them. Some looked away, but most of them laughed that made me want to disappear . "I choose Selena Winters as my mate and future Luna," Damon continued. "She is strong where strength is needed."

Their whiskey is top shelf. “Say, Ian, doesn’t that Luna look an awful lot like the rogue bitch who escaped not too long ago?”. Ian turns in his chair and watches as the brunette beauty obliviously walk past us with her alpha. “Nah, that wolf had no hopes of becoming a luna. She was a dejected, sad little female. That luna is far too sophisticated”. I wasn’t too sure. I myself haven’t had a chance to ‘participate’ with her as Ezekiel used her mostly himself but there is something so familiar about those green eyes.

"Luna!" I paused and looked at them, waiting for them to go on. Coby, who had once been my second hand back when I was still in Crescent Moon, ground his teeth, his eyes full of worry. "Y-You're not being controlled, right? You are our Luna." I frowned and shook my head. "I'm not being controlled, and I am the Luna of the Nightshade Pack. I am Alpha Lucien's Luna." Gasps rippled among them, as if they couldn't believe what I had just said.

"Think of it as a neutral venue. A public space is perfect. If the vibe is off, you can make a graceful exit. If she came here and it was awkward, you'd have to practically have security escort her out. Way more drama." Luna Regina's hesitation wasn't entirely principled. She'd received a promising lead on the woman in green hours ago but had chosen to keep it to herself. After days of Zaria's so-called help , Luna Regina saw the pattern. Her daughter wasn't helping her find the woman. She was stonewalling the search. Luna Regina was certain Sebastian was calling the shots. That blatant lie about the erased footage this morning had been the final straw. "I'm otherwise engaged tonight," Luna

It's eyes are sapphires. Beautiful. Abby cuts her hand. Blood drips from her wound. She passes the knife to me. I wanted to close my eyes when I cut my hand, but I didn't want to display myself being weak in front of my future pack. Abby and I hold our hands together. "I, Abby Nightwalker resign as Luna. I transfer all my power and strength as Luna of this pack to you Elizabeth Crowe. Elizabeth, do you as Luna, accept this?" "I do."

Dante POV But I’m not done. There’s more—worse. “Luna,” I say, pausing to brace myself for what I know is going to break her. “Lucy… she wasn’t your sister. She wasn’t even your mother’s child. She was kidnapped as a baby and brought into Brian’s world.” The color drains from Luna’s face, her eyes widening in disbelief. “No,” she breathes, shaking her head. “No, I remember my mom was pregnant. I remember her. I remember the baby. They called her Abigail... Abi.”

Luna stormed over and glanced at the location of the signal. She furrowed her brow when she recognized the familiar location. The location of Willow's phone signal, as shown on the screen…was near Orchard Manor! This was the manor that Joshua had built for her as a surprise, but because of Aura's deceit that resulted in Luna ultimately leaving him, the manor was then abandoned. Then, after getting together with Fiona to save Nigel, Joshua let Fiona move in there, and when Aura burned down Blue Bay Villa, Joshua, Luna, and the kids even lived there for a short time.

“She is not Lynn, man. Don’t blame Sabrina for Lynn’s choices. Sabrina was broken. You didn’t see her the night we pulled her from the house. She was covered in bruises, her lip split. Jorge and I were careful not to touch her. Crystal too. Crystal even kept her distance. She repaired herself, or better, Sophie repaired her. The Luna I see is nothing like the girl I pulled from that house.” Suddenly, I feel my head split open. “Fuck,” I grab the side of my head and look. No blood. That wasn't my pain. “Sabrina.” Bill and I move together. I see Donavan and Lucus heading out back with brownies. “Where is the Luna?” Bill asks her guards. “In the greenhouse, with Stacey and Evelyn,” Lucas answer

My lungs shuddered, and then I completely broke. ​I slid down the trunk into the mud, pulling my knees to my chest as tears poured down my face. I pressed a trembling hand over my mouth to muffle the sound. ​There was no one around, but a stubborn part of me still remembered I was a Luna. Lunas did not sob helplessly in the dirt. Lunas did not crawl. Lunas did not beg. Lunas endured. ​Except... I wasn't a Luna anymore.

I dismissed him with instructions to keep me informed of anything further, and sat alone in my study long after he'd gone, staring at nothing in particular while three years of memory rearranged themselves against this new, unwelcome context. She was your Luna. I was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. I'd dismissed the words at the time as desperation, a woman grasping for any leverage to keep her position once I'd already decided her fate. Now I understood, with a sickening clarity, that she hadn't been grasping for anything. She'd been telling me the plain, unadorned truth, and I'd been too consumed by Lyra's careful performance of vulnerability to hear it.