His Forsaken Luna Novels & Stories

The needle contained a mixture of wolfsbane to keep her wolf out the way and some unusual herbs so she would pass out before she had a chance to make a noise. Her body dropped to the damp grass, calling out to Mother Nature, i place my hand over her heart and we transport into a cave on the other side of the forest over looking the beach, far away from Alpha Erik's pack line. I was going to make it impossible for him to find his true love. As the Luna laid on the damp ground i began to wrap silver shackles around her wrists and ankles, this was going to be as painful as possible without death. It was the least she deserved after what she did.

"Stop!" Tomorrow is the day that Luna will be offered to the Moon Goddess, Mayari. Her ancestors came from a long line of servers for the temple of the Goddess, and seventeen years ago, Luna was born on the day of the Lunar Eclipse. For them, it means Luna is the fateful one, the one to save the world by meeting the son of the Sun. Which, by the way, they have no idea who.

“Y-You…” Andrius could not believe his eyes and stammered, “I-Is that you, Luna?” “Hubby!” The figure turned around, and it was indeed Luna. “Luna!” Overjoyed, Andrius instinctively asked, “W-What are you doing here?” “I…” Luna’s expression immediately changed. “Old Hagstorm captured me and imprisoned my soul. Only by killing him can I return.” What? Andrius was shocked to hear that Old Hagstorm had taken Luna away and imprisoned her soul, but how could that be?

She couldn't even utter a single word in front of the Luna. "She is the real culprit my Luna." The sorcereress replied "You lie." She said to the sorceress. "What motive or agenda would she fulfill with having to kill that man?" The Luna asked. "If she had wanted to kill anyone then it would have been me, because I was the first person she healed in this kingdom, and also because I am the Luna she would have killed me if she had a motive, but no I am still alive even after 6 months.." Natalie replied to the sorceress as she went numb.

I was still working out what to say to her. The old Luna let out a cold laugh. “I was reborn too. I brought you to my side to ask you one thing. Why won't you be Luna this time? That scene at the pool, the one that washed the potion off you, I'm the one who had Theo arrange it. Years ago I was carrying a child, and I drank the broth my mate sent me and lost it. He was a monster, the most selfish creature alive. That is why I mean to destroy him.”

It always did. “The Luna of the Black Fang, as you requested, my lord,” Isaiah announced, bowing slightly. I set the bourbon down on the mantel, my grin widening as I met Tiana’s furious gaze. She was the key to unraveling Dayton, to breaking the Black Fang pack from within. With her in my hands, the Alphas’ fragile unity would crumble under the weight of their desperation. I stepped closer, the firelight casting my shadow over her. “Now the fun begins.”

I felt sick to my stomach, a cramp seizing me. But none of that mattered anymore. I took out my silver staff, and strode resolutely towards the Elder's Council Hall. It was time to put an end to all of this. "Luna-to-be?" one elder asked, confused. "I am not your Luna," my voice was calm and clear. "I never was." The elders looked at each other. I walked to the center of the council table. "I, Lyra, Princess of the Moonshadow Realm, hereby renounce my fated mate bond with Kaelen Blackclaw."

“I need you alive.” A distant howl sliced through the night. Not a wolf’s. Something darker. Something is wrong. Elena’s instincts flared. “Did you feel that?” she asked. Zephyr nodded. “That wasn’t the Council.” The ground trembled faintly. From deep within the forest, glowing red eyes appeared between the trees — dozens of them. Then a low, monstrous voice echoed: “The Moonborn Luna will fall.” Elena’s power surged violently. Her twins cried out in their tent. And Zephyr stepped in front of her without hesitation. “Looks like the forbidden night just became a battlefield,” he said grimly.

"It’s a Graveyard. It’s built from the memories of every woman who was 'Too Much' and didn't survive the rejection. The First Luna archived the ones she could use... but she dumped the 'Glitches' down here" Beside us, Leo was a shadow of himself. The "First Luna" re-installation had left him with hair as white as salt and eyes that flickered between silver and grey like a failing terminal. He held a single, black butterfly in his palm, his runes pulsing a bruised purple.

I let the murmurs, the mockery, the laughter bleed past me, clinging to the hope that if I stood still enough, strong enough, the Alpha would grant me a single glance—just one look to ease the ache clawing at my chest. But when his eyes finally shifted, they did not find me. He turned away, as if I had never existed. Hydra naturally followed, not even bothering to hide the triumph in her smiles as her hand never leaving his. Watching as they disappeared from my view—I understood. I was the Luna no one wanted.