Novel & Cerita His Rogue Luna Is A Princess

Sienna kicked the bloodied rogue, sending him sprawling at Ronan's feet. "Tell us! Did you see Wren in the rogue encampment?" The prisoner grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, his mocking gaze shifting between Kian and Ronan. "Saw her? Of course I saw her. She's our Alpha's favorite little pet." "She's our new Luna now. Lives in the fanciest den, with servants waiting on her hand and foot." Ronan lunged forward and grabbed his collar, pressing a silver-bullet pistol to his head. "Wipe that smirk off your face! If a single word you say is a lie, I'll blow your brains out!"

"The King Rogue and Queen Luna Tina has arrived!" the announcer announced the arrival of the King Rogue, and the audience slowly bowed in respect. Queen Luna Tina, who is standing with her father, continues to stare at Alpha Arther and then Letitia, making the young woman nervous. She could feel something within Queen Luna Tina; she was glaring at her and appeared to be planning to kill her. Letitia simply smiled at the Queen and bowed. "Nice to meet you, Your Majesties," she said, but the Queen simply scoffed and smirked at her.

"Thank you. As I have said, I am your mother, Riley. I know what you're thinking. I should be dead, buried deep within the ground on pack lands with a fabulous headstone. Well, that is not the case. I was supposed to be dead. Yet here we are, alive and well. I was saved, Riley. I'm in my rightful position to serve and protect those who need protection. The Rogue King, Alpha Arthur, saved me. I am his Luna. What you didn't know was that I was born from an Alpha family. They found out I was a firstborn female and tossed me aside. I lived with my grandparents in the Silver Moon Pack. My parents wanted nothing to do with me. I grew up and met your father. That's why I was such a great warrior fo

He held the amulet lazily in one hand, but I felt its power pressing against me. My light faltered, flickering. Panic flared, but I buried it beneath my rage. “You think this will work?” I hissed, my fists trembling. “It will,” he said simply, his voice like ice. “Everything has been planned. This is for our own good, don't you see it. You cannot resist me forever. This would give you the revenge you want over Crescent Moon Park. Aria wake up to reality. The Rogue had declared you queen. The word had spread across all the pack that there's a fierce rogue queen. Why not be my Luna.”

Bernhard stood on the execution platform and questioned me, "Is it so shameful to be a Rogue's daughter? Are you really going to kill your father?" With that said, his face turned cold and he continued, "I'm your father! You have to save me! Otherwise, the Moon Goddess will never forgive you." The entire crowd burst into buzzing conversations once he finished saying that. "Oh my gosh! What is that Rogue talking about?!" "I thought our Luna was the daughter of the Blue River Pack’s Alpha?" "Yeah! So she is a fake princess then?" "No way! How can the Blue River Pack send a fake princess for the marriage alliance?"

“Do you think he will notice I'm not back??? “ I mumbled, feeling sad because he did not appear like someone who would care if I was back or not… I stood up and my nose got heavy. The scent got stronger, more like it coming from behind. Fear ran down my spine, I sensed no fear from Lexie and that kept me rest assured it was something she could handle all on her own. “A rogue. Not one, but two.” My eyes widened. I turned around and my gaze landed on the rogues. They were positioned to bounce on me any moment. “You have Tristan's scent all over you.” the female rogue uttered furryly. “Oh, I do???” I chuckled, "I'm the Luna, of course, I should.” I mumbled, and it fueled their anger more.

Something in my chest fluttered, fear or longing or maybe both, all twisted together. “And what do you get out of it?” I asked, sharper than I meant to be, my voice still cracked from everything I hadn’t said aloud. Rogan nodded, like he’d been waiting for the question. “I need a Luna from Blue Ridge to strengthen my standing in Oakwood. It’s politics. My council wants someone bred to lead, someone with a name that still holds weight, but I would do them one better. I want someone who has been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.”

The second I enter the main hall, I see three warriors pinning a struggling man against the floor. The scent hits me immediately. Not from my pack. Rogue. My aura darkens dangerously. The rogue laughs weakly despite blood running from his mouth. “There she is…” he rasps while looking upstairs directly toward Jasmine’s scent. Every instinct inside me becomes lethal instantly. “What do you want with her?” I growl. The rogue grins. Then says the one sentence that makes the entire room freeze. “The cursed Luna belongs to the Shadow Wolves.”

Do not let them through! Despite the chaos, we were holding. Barely. Every time we pushed the rogues back, they surged forward again, driven by some unseen force. They weren’t fighting like wolves - they were fighting like pawns, mindless and relentless. I twisted mid-air to avoid another rogue, landing on my feet and snapping my jaws around its leg. A sickening crunch followed, and the rogue yelped, scrambling away. But there was no time to celebrate the small victory. Another wave of minions was charging, their glowing eyes a horrifying reminder of Andromeda’s dark magic.

"The Moon Goddess has chosen. This is Astra, my mate and your Luna." Not a single person clapped. Someone at the back booed. "She is a rogue," a woman yelled. Her beautiful face was twisted with hate. "A nobody!" "Silence, Selene," Alaric ordered. "The mate mark doesn't lie." He grabbed Astra's arm and lifted it, showing everyone the crescent moon and stars that marked her as his. The mark glowed blue under his touch. "I don't care what the mark says," Selene continued, stepping forward. Her long red hair swayed as she moved. "She doesn't belong here. She'll never be my Luna."