His Gifted Luna Novels & Stories

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

They followed me like shadows. My chest tightened. Aaron rose to meet me, his hand sliding possessively around my waist. The scent of him burned in my throat. “Isn’t she beautiful?” he said proudly, parading me like a trophy. They all cheered, laughing and praising, raising their glasses. But Leon didn’t move. Didn’t clap. He just sipped his wine slowly with his gaze still fixed on me. “Brenda here,” Aaron continued, “is not only beautiful, but a very talented dancer.”

His strength was her shield, his bond her haven. Selene’s sigil glowed, her voice calm. “The nexus is at peace.” She wove a final spell, strengthening the planet’s thread, her wisdom a legacy for its guardians. “We’ve earned rest.” Her loyalty shone, her spectral form a light that would guide always. Lucas laughed, punching the air. “Family’s forever, Jess.” His trust was a rock, his grin infectious, his spirit lifting the crowd. “Let’s celebrate!” His love for her was a spark, his strength a pillar, his joy a gift to the village.

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

He replied. "A vision?" "Yes, some of us have a gift of sixth sense. They get visions of the future or the past. Did you have such visions before?" "No, never, is it a bad thing?" I want sure what it meant. "Hell no! It's a gift from Luna. Perhaps, she wanted to reward you for your courage and resilience. Not everyone can survive what you endured." His voice was calm and soothing. "Zaiden, can you kiss me? Please." I said it felt the correct thing to do.

Stopping beside him, she spoke calmly, “Is there anything I can help you with?” Her eyes softened slightly as she continued, “I am the Luna. I’m supposed to help you carry the responsibilities of the pack.” For a brief moment, silence filled the area around them. Aurora waited for Damien to answer. But he said nothing. Instead— Cassandra laughed softly. A mocking sound. Aurora slowly turned toward her. Cassandra crossed her arms elegantly before speaking. “Who do you think you are?” Aurora’s expression hardened slightly. Cassandra stepped closer.

We rode through the night. Distance between us and the compound growing. The freed prisoners struggled. Weak. Malnourished. Unused to freedom. But they kept moving. Kept pushing. Survival instinct kicking in. The gifted wolf rode beside me. Her collar glowed faint in moonlight. A reminder of her prison. "What's your name?" Had to start somewhere. "Mira." Her voice was cautious. "Yours?" "Dian. Luna of Shadowcrest." "A Luna rescuing prisoners." Something like humor flickered. "Draven would've hated that."

I wasn't paying close attention to the merchant until I heard my name. He didn't say it like a weapon. That was the thing. He said it like a piece of news he had picked up in the city and hadn't thought twice about. "There's talk about your Luna, actually," he said, to no one in particular. "In the capital. Word is she was placed here because there was nowhere else for her to go. The Alpha took her as a courtesy." He reached for his cup. "A rejected girl with no other options. Bit sad, really."

And tonight, I had dragged him into a lie I hated almost as much as the truth. “Is she settled now?” I asked. His jaw moved slightly before he answered. “Yes.” Silence hummed between us. Aria. The omega I’d last properly noticed years ago, quiet, unobtrusive, a shadow among wolves. Now… Luna in name only. A mask my people needed. A sacrifice I had demanded. Because Crescent Stone must not fracture. Because Selene must be protected — even in her absence. I exhaled slowly. “Good.” He nodded once.

“I agree Liam. I don’t see the point either. Ian knows only because Leo was such an asshole when he first came but seeing how happy Leo is now, it’s irrelevant. Did he seem content?” “He did but he wanted me to ask the all-knowing Luna”. He adds a sarcastic bow at the end. I try to kick his knee but miss and almost eat shit. “Baby, oh my goddess. Our child seriously cannot inherit your warrior skills or balance because we will be screwed. They can however inherit your good looks”. I giggle, “you’re lucky you’re such a good kisser Liam”.