His Mate But Not His Luna Novels & Stories

“She’s my mate.” A silence quieter than the grave descends on my study while the two men process the information. “Your mate?” Brent asks at last. “As in…your fated mate? Our Luna?” “Yes.” “Why the fuck didn’t you claim her then?” Tor asks. He’s angry. I can tell by way the muscle around his left eye twitches. “She’s our Luna, man! Our heart. We need her here.” “I couldn’t claim her,” I say and take a sip of my whiskey. “Easton got there first.”

“So these are what she had in store for today's meeting. She must have them as a backup and is assured of becoming my Luna." He gently struck the table with his finger. “I already dethroned Lena to a slave and can't have my enemy as Luna. And, because she is my mate, I can neither let her go, nor will I reject her... so how do we deal with this?" He rested his arms on his thighs. “Is there a woman that could be my Luna without being my mate and can stand seeing Lena beside me all the time—even on the bed?” he inquired. He could say no more than that. If there's any woman that can stand it, then she would be his Luna.

She said, sounding tired, “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be. I can’t accept you as my mate. You know I’ve only ever wanted to be Luna.” I finally peeped through the doors, and my eyes fell on Azriel and Athaliah, screaming their heads off. They were mates. I’d think by now they would be consummating their bond, but for some reason, here they are, screaming their heads off and plotting to be a Luna. What was a luna?

He pointed. My blood boiled with anger, as he continued to spill out his nonsense. "You think this is just about power, huh? You're blind, Declan. My Luna is not a pawn for your useless game. She's my mate, and of course, you won't understand since you have always been self-centred and the only person you care about is yourself.” I hissed, struggling to contain the fury threatening to consume me, “When are you going to grow up, Declan?”

I blushed at his words and smiled "That would be lovely," With those words Killian jolted to our room and shut the door. prepared I closed my eyes and anticipated a night to remember with my once Unwanted Mate. HEY GUYS LUNA'S UNWANTED MATE COMES TO AN END WITH THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU FOR THE VOTES AND COMMENTS, IT REALLY GAVE ME THE MOTIVATION TO KEEP WRITING. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY OTHER COMPLETED BOOK, THE LYCAN ACADEMY. MUCH LOVE, YOUR HUMBLE AUTHOR DRAVA_DON.

’ A look of recognition flashes through his eyes, and he nods his head. ‘I see now. He was a chosen mate, not a fated one.’ ‘So? A mate is a mate. The only difference between you is that you smell way better than he ever did.’ When Luna says that, he chuckles, sporting the biggest smirk on the planet as if he has won some prize. ‘Thanks, I do take pride in my personal hygiene.’ He jokes, but Luna just huffs, not finding it or him funny.

"You're not just their Luna. You're my Luna." He hugged me tighter, his heart beat firm against mine. . "I chose you. And I'll keep choosing you. No Moon Goddess can change that." My eyes welled up. I had waited so long to be sure of the words ofhearing them. "You are my mate, Aria. My one. I'll never be without you." His finger touched mine, stroking along my cheek as he bent his head and kissed me—slowly, fully. Like I was everything that existed in his universe.

“But I'm not talking about Lia. She isn't my mate. My mate wasn’t from here. She was from my own Lycan pack.” I stared at him, my breath stuck in my chest. I didn’t know what to say to that, especially when his next words came so quickly and so desperately. “Malia,” he stepped closer, “please… just accept to be my Luna. I know you’re not my true mate. I’m not pretending. But since she’s gone, you’re the next best thing.” I flinched at the phrase. The next best thing. Like I was some kind of replacement. Some echo of a dream he’d lost.

Rea said which made me stunned. " What? I will be the Lycan King's personal maid?", I asked her again for confirmation. She stop and turned around. " Yes! You should be thankful. Just come with me so I can teach you kitchen tasks before he announce the new Luna." After hearing her, I was confused and curious who was his chosen Luna. I knew Imore couldn't be his Luna because he was Alpha Damien's fated mate. It can't be Kaya because she's clumsy and Asta can't be his Luna either because she's too young for it and hasn't develop a scent yet since she hasn't met her wolf.

“Mom, I want you to meet my mate, Allissa. Allissa, this is my mother, Winifred, but she goes by Winnie.” “Your mate?” she asked, and I heard another gasp next to her. I knew immediately it was from Cleo. But Darren seemed unphased as he looked into my eyes. “Yes, she is my mate.” “I’m confused.” Winifred clicked her tongue lightly. “This is the Luna of the Quartz pack. She already has a mate. You can’t steal someone’s mate.” “Her mate abandoned her. I didn’t steal her, but if you want to know, I would have. I would have had no problems snapping his neck and stealing her to be by my side.” He turned his attention to his mother. “Does that answer your question?”