روايات وقصص ضمن His Luna Vanished With His Newborn Pup

Nearly falling. “That’s a baby,” she whispered in shock. The Guardian's voice rumbled softly from behind. “Yes, it was.” Dax’s jaw tightened. “ Tell us.” The Guardian placed one massive hand on the wall. The chamber came to life. Creepy voices filled the air—ancient, low, terrified. “ The precious child of Luna and Alpha—” “—neither of pack nor council—” “—born to end the lie and those who started it—” “—or burn the world clean.”

"You need to figure out what the hell is going on with that pack, and with Rhyder and you have to fix it." "Why me?" "You were going to be their next Luna - would be if you hadn't caught Rhyder and Alexis in bed together. Right?" I hesitated... "Well, yeah, but..." "And they don't have a Luna now. Do they?" I thought about Alexis, about how she must have believed that she would be Luna by now. And for the first time it really hit me that she wasn't. Why? Why hadn't Rhyder made her his Luna? "Grace? Did you hear me?"

“Yeah, I know. They died saving my parents after luring them into a trap that nearly killed my father. My mother didn’t make it, but yours? They were just doing their duty.” He turned away, addressing the pack with a clear, commanding voice. “Freya is our Luna—the only one worthy to stand by my side.” A vicious smirk twisted his lips. “As for Ava, she’s stripped of her rank and banished from the Oakwood Pack.” The crowd erupted in cruel laughter and applause. My heart shattered, fragments scattering in the wake of his words. Banished. I couldn’t believe it. Tears blurred my vision as I turned and fled, humiliation and heartbreak clawing at me. I raced to my room, grabbed a few belongings, an

“But after what happened, I couldn’t. You humiliated me. You called me a liar in front of everyone I knew. You made me feel like trash. How was I supposed to tell you I was pregnant?” He sat back, jaw tight. “You think that was easy for me? Watching that footage, thinking the one person I trusted betrayed me?” Luna's voice cracked. “You didn’t trust me, not even for a second.” “I trusted you too much,” he muttered bitterly. “That was the problem.” “I was twenty-one,” Luna added. “Alone. Broke. I didn’t even know where to go. So I left. I changed my name. I disappeared.”

"Adrian. I'm carrying your child. Are you really going to walk away from that?" I had been running on three or four hours of sleep for days, gathering evidence. With everything finally settled, I crashed. I slept until eleven. The first thing I did when I woke up was reach for my phone. A notification was waiting. Adrian and Vanessa were holding a mating ceremony. [What is even happening lately? New gossip every single day.] [The new Luna is the same one from yesterday's news? The one trying to sacrifice her own sister?] [Wait.I thought he was chasing Selene? Why is he doing the ceremony with Vanessa?]

Lucas whispered, his voice vibrating with a shocking truth that shattered my entire world. "I want to know why my fated mate looks exactly like Luna Evelyn." My entire body trembled. The hidden dagger slipped slightly in my palm. He didn't just suspect me anymore. He knew the absolute truth.

Lyra asked very evenly. Luna mumbled into her palm. “No one.” “Luna,” Lyra said. Luna shifted her weight, eyes darting away. “I saw a papa at the park,” she blurted. “He pushed his pup on the swing. He smelled like you and like… that man at the hospital.” Lyra’s breath left her in a sharp, silent exhale. Luna chewed her lip. “My wolf says I have a papa,” she added, tentative. “Is he bad?”

They weren't being killed; they were being **"Un-Existed." "Elara, stop!" Silas shouted, his voice sounding thin and distant. "You’re pulling the 'Actual Real' into the void with you!" I looked at him. For a second, I didn't recognize him. He looked like a "File." He looked like "Data." Everything looked like something I could just... turn off. Fenris whined, backing away from me, his tail between his legs. The Pack—my family—were terrified. They didn't see their Luna anymore. They saw the **Vespera**.

After the events of the night of the full moon, my mate, Lucian Perell, realizes that I have stopped getting jealous over Freya Barton, his dead older brother's mate. When he gives the room that belongs to the Luna to Freya, I accept his decision calmly, no longer protesting loudly. When he orders me to take care of the frail Freya, I don't argue with him or tell him that she's just putting on an act. Instead, I considerately see to everything for her. In fact, even when he berates me in front of the whole pack because of Freya, I don't feel even the slightest stirring of emotions. Pleased, Lucian praises me, "You're finally acting like a Luna should. Seems like Freya was right. I had to

Luna's chest ached with a grief so total it stole what little breath she had left in this strange nowhere place — grief for a father she had never once seen laugh, never once heard say her name, and yet somehow, impossibly, recognized on sight the way you recognize your own reflection. A different night. Elena, older now, exhausted, blood on her hands that wasn't her own, a baby wrapped tight against her chest — Luna, small and new and utterly unaware of the war already being fought around her tiny, sleeping body. And beside Elena, a woman with steady hands and steadier eyes, taking the baby gently from her arms.