His Lost Lycan Luna Chapter 44 Novels & Stories

And that last strand we held onto was the bond that is now severed. I’ve left Ivy. What happened with her was madness. I couldn’t control my lycan. You don’t understand what it’s like to refuse your mate. I had you, and I wanted to be loyal to you, but I couldn’t control the blinding lust of it all. Ivy would never have been a good luna, not like you. I’m broken about the loss of our pup. I know it’s all my fault and then I just collapsed inside. I didn’t care to stop myself, and I didn’t try. I allowed myself to be led astray just to feel again. I’m still lost, but I know what I need. It’s you, Issa. I’m taking you back where you belong. Even if we can’t go back to our pack, we will start f

"He desired nothing more than the throne, betraying us all in his pursuit of power. Clinton had become a traitor, and he deserved to face the consequences of his treachery. In that moment, the rogues surrounding me restrained my weakened body. Knowing their numbers surpassed what I could possibly overcome, I resisted the urge to struggle futilely. I endured the onslaught, blows raining upon me, claws tearing at my flesh, while Clinton revelled in sadistic amusement, his wicked laughter echoing through the air. But amidst the agony, Luna's tearful cries never ceased. She clung to hope, desperately wishing for an end to the torment. Then, as if in response to her anguished pleas, a surge of en

Every step sent another wave through me. “Seraphina, wait,” Lucien called. I stopped. Part of me wanted to keep walking; another part, the foolishly hopeful part, made me stop and turn to face him. He pushed through the crowd, face pale. Up close, his jaw worked like he was fighting for the right words. For a second I thought he might take it back. “You don’t understand,” he said quietly. His eyes flicked to the watching pack members. “This was necessary. The pack needs strength right now. Selene fits better as Luna. Everyone sees it.”

The new words carved themselves into the page, red and wet. THEN COME WITNESS WHAT YOUR CHALLENGE COSTS. The parchment burst into flame. I dropped it. The fire did not spread. It burned inward, curling the page into black ash on the snow. In the ash, an image formed. A small blue ribbon. Tied around a severed lock of dark hair. Riven made a sound like he had been stabbed. Torren lunged forward. The ash collapsed. And from somewhere far beyond Black Hollow, Damien’s voice whispered through the dying ember. “Three nights, little Luna. Bring your witnesses.”

“They are all the books on lore about Lycans. I thought they may be helpful to get Luna back.” A smile crept onto my face. “That was very thoughtful.” I grabbed one of the books. Expecting her to dismiss herself. However, instead, without me asking, she opened and a book and together we began reading silently. Looking forn answers in the words of authors that no longer existed. After what had to be over an hour, Angelica let out a gasp and looked up at me. She turned the book towards me. My heart sank at the words.

Then my respect, turning me into a raving mad Luna before my maids and now they dared to talk down on me like they were once not worshiping the very ground I walked on. When I finally managed to calm down, I lifted whatever I could carry off the floor walking down the empty road. My mind rambled on and on about how I could deal with Susanna. As upset as I was, I knew she had gone out of my league. It was easier to kill her the first time, but it would be much harder to deal with her this time around. A Lycan queen? How the hell did that even happen and how am I ever going to plot anything that will get to her.

"Don't you trust me my love. The work is done. It is our throne now. All hail Thorne Blackwood, Lycan King of MoonShire" "You bastard!" I cried, tears streamed uncontrollably down my face and the icy wind hit me harder. "What have you done!?" "Cave! Father!" I cried out to my brother and father, but there was no response. "No one can hear you princess. But don't worry, I'll make sure your story will be a very interesting one" "What story?" I asked, my voice shaky and trembling. I could barely speak with my hair pulled back so tightly and with the pain of his clutch.

And I'm one of those outcasts. Since they died, the hope in my heart gradually disappeared. And once again, the only hope in my heart shattered into a million pieces the moment my mate rejected me. A sigh escaped from my lips as I sob silently. "Don't lose hope, Ari. Your chance is around the corner. You've been through a lot, are you going to give up now?" My Lycan wolf encouraged me. That brought me back to reality. I always disconnected her while I was in the pack house. I didn’t want her to go through the same pain as I did.

I got it when I saved my sister from a nasty fall. “You can’t run from me,” he said, confidence lacing his tone. He took deliberate steps forward. I instinctively retreated, my pulse pounding in my ears. “Leave me alone.” I tried to sound stern, but the quaver in my voice betrayed me, tears pooling in my eyes, blurring my vision. His lips twisted into a snarl, a chilling expression that sent a wave of fear through me. “My Lycan chose you as his.” His voice was as cold as ice. Why would such a powerful beast choose someone like me, someone who felt more like a spare than a Luna?

"Lend me your wolf soul and be diverge from his original source!" When I felt her clutching my heart, I screamed in pain. The unbearable pain of feeling like my body was being extracted from a foreign entity. I was being like that until my vision went black. "Lilith..." ----- Mystique Luna's note: This book will be finished this April 2023. Please look forward to its ending! Please like my f a c e b o o k page for more updates of my new upcoming stories! ✨