His Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

A few seconds had barely passed after I agreed when the door opened and a tall, lanky man with shrewd eyes and shaggy hair confidently strolled in, stopping short when he spotted me and the Lycan King. “Damian, wh-what is…?” The man stammered, his eyes bouncing from me to Damian. The Lycan King casually slid up next to me, placing a hand on my waist and grinned. “Lucas, this is Aviana, my Luna!”

“I am fine. Clive has nearly removed all the drugs. It has just left him a little weak. Yes, I felt the pain that my Luna was going through, even though not as bad as you. When I felt you send some of your energy to her, I sent some of mine to you, wanting to help my Luna... May I ask what happened? Is she really okay?” “She is fine. She is strong. She is a fighter. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a chance to help her through more than one shift into her Lycans wolf, and that was the night of the full moon…” “But that pain was more than just a shift, even for a second…”

"Good thing you've given him a chance." "Hahaha wait. Why does it sound like I just approved him as a suitor?" Kyla laughed too. "Hahahaha well, who knows?" "Come back to your senses Kyla, we both know it is far beyond our imagination." As I stayed in Troika, I started to discover every detail about us. And one of them is that the Alpha leader should only have a Luna who came from an Alpha clan too. "Pack roles mean nothing when it comes to love." It's been how many hours already since the class ended. I'm here now at my apartment, and I just finished eating.

It wasn’t often to find him here. “Your Highness,” he said, bowing in courtesy. “I came here to tell you that I solved the puzzle. I know where Luna Greya is.” My heart started beating so fast. I knew that he had been looking for her too as instructed by her father, the Alpha of their pack. “W-where?” I asked, almost couldn’t find my voice. “She’s in the Mortal Realm.”

He said it keeps him fit. The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.” “What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know. “Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”

The question of why he sent for me runs nonstop in my head, the thoughts sending shivers through my body every step echoing my fears the grip on dread heavy on me. Everyone knows what happens to omegas here.The stories never ending, one more dreadful than the last. Alpha Damien breaks in the female omegas before they are mated, while the Luna punishes them afterwards for laying with her mate. It doesn’t take much to know why I’ve been summoned with the mating ceremony only a few hours away.

And Aries forgot how to breathe. She was breathtaking. Larger than any female Lycan he’d ever seen. Her midnight-black coat gleamed beneath the stars, every muscle rippling beneath it with coiled strength. The white tip of her tail and nose shimmered like snow under moonlight, and her eyes—those burning, brilliant blue eyes—scanned the forest like a goddess reborn. Luna. Her name echoed in his mind. Not her human name. Her Lycan’s. His Lycan responded instantly—roaring awake in his chest like a beast uncaged.

And she took a step back. I had let this go far enough. I did understand Natalia in a way. To have the man that you had been waiting for slip away from your grasp just like that. It must be devastating to watch it all unfold, but she had a mate somewhere in the world. or maybe she didn’t. “I want to change thing around the pack house. I am the Luna.” Her face grew red, her body trembling, she was shifting and I was panicking. It happened, the cracking of bones and a full blooded female Lycan snapped towards me. I dodged it.

Lykos' transformation into a Lycan ceased, and he returned to his human form, albeit with an ethereal luminescence. Lykos, now immortal, felt the warmth of Luna's love flowing through his veins. He no longer feared death, for he knew that his spirit would forever be entwined with the Moon Goddess. With a final, tender smile, Luna bade him farewell, knowing that they would meet again in the realms beyond mortal existence.

The Lycan King, with his majestic presence, growled directly at Constantine with such intensity that everyone around him stepped back slightly. "Constantine, I assure everyone here that the Luna is not under Nocturnus’s control," said the Lycan King, his voice firm and authoritative. "The Moon Goddess chose the blind she-wolf for a reason. She sees beyond what we are capable of, the strength and purity within her that are necessary to guide us. The Blood Moon ritual is a test to confirm that and to strengthen our bond with the Goddess even further."