His Lost Lycan Luna Book Novels & Stories

Not after watching a rogue kneel before Alicia like he had seen a ghost. “Why hunt her?” I asked quietly. “Because some bloodlines fear what happens if she survives.” Leo snarled violently. My control tightened sharply. The rogue continued anyway. “She was hunted before birth.” The words struck harder than expected. Alicia was raised as a rejected omega. A discarded daughter. Weak. Forgotten. Yet now? Ancient rogues crossed kingdoms searching for her. Not Alicia the Luna. Alicia the Silver Wolf. Leo’s voice turned deadly quiet inside me.

he yelled, horrified. “Goodbye, Brother.” Aikiz shot Ruth. Gasping for air, she looked at her brother’s corpse. She almost broke down in tears, but she had no time for that. Tonight, the moon chose Aikiz to be the new Luna. Her smell changed. In some hours, all the Alphas in the city will discover that she is the queen that can make them eligible to become Lycan. In some hours, all the Alphas will fight to death to print her and claim her womb, whether she accepts it or not. So she has only some hours left to flee.

“And whatever this new personality is, drop it before we get there. I don’t need the King thinking something is wrong with my Luna.” He walked out without waiting for a response and banged the door loudly behind him. I sat there for a moment looking at the empty space. Then I lay back down flat on the bed and stared up at the ceiling and thought about what Luca had just said, about how the woman whose body I was currently occupying had cried to her father every single day for a month. Had gone to him daily, begged him, worn him down until he took it all the way to the Lycan King just to make the marriage happen.

Above, the sky shimmered and rolled, spilling its ribbons of color over the world. "You're always caring for me," I hiccuped, the words catching like small birds in my throat. He gave that half-smile of his, the one that balanced mischief with devotion, the one that made me forget entire wars."Well, that's because you're the Lycan King's treasured Luna, silly. You deserve nothing less." A watery laugh tumbled out of me. I tilted my head against his shoulder, watching the green veil sweep back across the stars like silk drawn over glass. "Indeed," I whispered. "I am the Lycan King's treasured Luna. You've shown me that, time after time."

I said, locking eyes with him, "you may be an Alpha, but I am a Lycan King. And when it comes to things that I want, there's nothing that can stand in my way." Chloe’s POV As I stood there, still processing the rush of feelings and events that had just happened, a small smile began to creep onto my face. It was almost strange to think that I was finally going to leave this place, this smothering hell hole that had been my jail for so long. Becoming the Luna of a Lycan King seemed like a faraway dream, but now it was becoming a reality. Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed Aiden's gentle voice calling my name. "Chloe," he said, his tone pulling me back from my daydream.

"The Lycan blood. I need to know how to use it, Liam. I need to know how to stop it from hurting people." "No," he said. The word was flat, final. "Why not?" "Because it’s dangerous," he said, his voice rising. "Dante is unstable. And tapping into that power... it changes you, Luna. Every time you use it, your scent changes. Your eyes change. It draws attention." "I'm already a target!" I argued. "Sebastian knows. The Council suspects. If they come for me, I want to be able to fight back. I don't want to be the damsel you have to die protecting."

I am a fighter, and I am the best anyone has ever seen. Leon’s pack left me to die, they left me on my own with dead parents in a destroyed pack, daddy never took me there but he promised after I destroy Leon and his family I will be able to go back and take my place as Luna of the pack, because my parents were the Alpha and the Luna. I am stronger than most and daddy made sure I knew how to fight with and without weapons. I was never able to fight in my wolf form because I haven’t changed yet but I’ve met Silver. Yes I know, she’s called silver. That’s why I am Arya Silver. Daddy didn’t know my last name, he only knew my parents first name.

The Lycan’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he felt it too. “You will need allies,” he said softly. “And enemies will come seeking your silence.” I glanced at Serenya and Maelin. Their faces mirrored concern but also trust. The wolf growled once more, this time with a thread of defiance, threading through months of silence and suppression. “I am no one’s pawn,” I said, voice cutting through the wind. “I am KAELIRA VALE, Luna of Ironfang. And I will answer only to myself.” For a long moment, the Lycan did not move, simply watching me, gauging the spark that had ignited in my chest.

"We were lucky tonight. I don't know how much longer luck is going to be enough." Luna sat back against the cold stone, wrapping her arms around her knees, and for the first time since the Claiming Ceremony had shattered her whole life apart, she let herself simply sit with how impossible everything had become. Rejected by her mate. Betrayed by her cousin. Hunted by kingdoms. Woken by a blood moon into a bloodline that ancient, sleeping things in the earth apparently cared about.

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.