His Deaf Luna Novels & Stories

No response. He only cried harder. “Talk to me,” I said gently. “Maybe I can help.” He sniffed, his voice shaking. “I… I heard something” “What did you hear?” I asked. He held the papers tighter. “I heard that the Luna is dead.” Everything inside me went still. “What?” I asked quietly. “Which Luna?” He didn’t look at me. “The Luna…” he whispered. “She’s dead… she was my favorite.” For a moment, I didn’t know what to say.

It carried weight, like she already knew exactly why I was here. Luna. That name felt strange on my tongue. Luna, when Jack, my mate, hadn’t even claimed me yet. Why was she calling me that now? I pushed the thought aside, reminding myself that this was not why I had come. I walked in slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I followed her gesture toward a chair. She motioned for me to sit, and I obeyed, my legs heavy, my body tired from everything, the dreams, Sophie, the border, the confusion.

Pulling the unconscious girl into my arms, all the while chuckling at Killian's sore mood. I stare at the girl's angelic face, 'Yes.' Drea hums with excitement. 'She's the one.' "She's the one for what? Drea, what the hell are you saying?" I query my wolf. The rustle of leaves interrupts our discussion as I watch a figure escaping the woods. I raise my hand and stop Killian from going after the intruder. 'She's the Moon-made Luna.' Drea says, leaving me utterly dumbfounded.

Damien announced. But Luna didn’t stop speaking. “You don’t get to narrate my pain anymore, Daniel. You don’t get to own my story.” Her voice sharpened, commanding, almost luminous through the fading distortion. “I am not your ghost story. I am my own headline.” The last line hit just as the interference vanished completely. The feed snapped back to perfect clarity, Luna framed in white light, tears glinting, resolve unbreakable. The chat exploded, millions of viewers typing the same phrase:

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

“A weak, unwanted nothing. You might have a new pack, but deep down, you'll always be that pathetic girl we all knew.” I felt Xander tense beside me, ready to defend my honor, but I placed a hand on his arm. This was my battle to fight. Taking a deep breath, I stepped closer to Kara, my voice low but clear. “You're right Kara. I've changed a lot. Now, I'm stronger and more powerful than you ever thought possible. I'm the real Luna, selected by the Moon Goddess herself. And I'm here to help protect your pack, whether you want me to or not. So I recommend you stop your small-minded dislike and concentrate on staying alive.”

He remains silent, his eyes not leaving mine until he starts to laugh. “You think I will make a deal with you, Zachary? My wife is Luna, one after the moon goddess’s heart. She can give me all the cure I want in the world and you think I will settle for you? Come on man, I thought you were smarter than that. Well” he gestures to my hand where a wound is still bleeding, “you might want to check that, it’s not going to heal. Ir is coated with silver” “What?” “Do not show up at my party uninvited Zachary, do not come in front of my wife and do not even think about her”

The tiny droplets fell, decorating the purple attire and the black hair like transparent pearls, delicate and fragile. However, that scene made the delicate white face of Felicia stand out even more. He asked, "Who are you?" Felicia blinked her eyes, suddenly remembering who this person was! Red Stone Pack! Oh! Could this man be her future brother-in-law? Felicia had a sister, Monica, destined to marry into the Red Stone Pack as their Luna since childhood. The Red Stone Pack had an exalted status, but now they humbled themselves and bestowed their grace by selecting a Luna who was a commoner. And obviously, the chosen future Luna was Princess Monica of the Blue Moon Pack.

" She was not just accepted as a normal person. Sophia is the current Luna of the dead valley pack!!" Chloe probably did not hear Badmus correctly. Her ears might have had something wrong with them. What the hell was he saying? Luna? Sophia? No freaking way! She staggered backwards at the flow of the thoughts through her. The common slave girl that was trampled on even by her fellow slaves had become Luna. That was absurd . Damn it! " I expected this much surprise, at least. You still find it difficult to believe , don't you?" " This has to be a joke , right? " Chloe asked .

Answered Zephyr, he then continued to spoke more about Luna position, “As female werewolves were scarce, a Luna with a power only born one time in a hundred years, that was Hyacinth, she got the power bestowed by the Moon Goddess, and thus the most powerful Luna in the world.” “So, Hyacinth is the Luna of the states, right?” I tried to confirm it, while trying to grasp on the story a little, imagine that you get a confirmation about fairy tale which are not a tale from the begin with. My mind was already baffled by this whole mystic blood people. “Hyacinth was the Luna of the states, which three of the five packs already bound to her.” Another voice came from behind me. When I turn around, I