His Scarred Luna Novels & Stories

Apollo supported my thoughts. "But was it all because of that?" I asked, more like asking myself. Apollo looked away. "Just focus on regaining our strength, Omnibus. After this, we can go back to our old ways. We still need to protect our Luna. She's too fragile and hopeful of the King..." Both Apollo and I frowned. ***** After long hours of waiting, finally, someone knocked on the door. It let out the relieved but still disheveled face of Lorna. She looked at me and smiled. "I'm so sorry for doing this to you..." she suddenly said. "Scar is now in his stable state. He's now sleeping and recovering from those wounds he had received. I can't thank you enough for sacrificing for my mate..."

The male healer understood that Luna’s emotions weren’t stable, he decided not to be vague but gave as much detail as he could since he noticed something. “Luna, I am afraid that the Alpha is suffering pain from the heart from what I have seen. If that is indeed the case, then I am afraid that only he can heal this pain. We can’t interfere,” he truthfully said, recalling how the Alpha’s symptoms looked similar to those of people who had just gone through a rejection.

A week ago, Luna Avy was determined to take revenge on the crescent moon pack. To punish those who wronged her.... But now.... Her heart felt pity. If the revelation hadn't unfold before her, she might have been the victim or wrongdoing till her last breath. The wheel of time changes without anyone's concern. Who knew what secrets the face of a caring and responsible leader might be hiding. In her bathroom, she watched her reflection. Water dripped down her chin slowly as her red, weak eyes focused on space.

He sighed as he mind linkedceveryone. The family assembled in the pack's healing room – Ghost and Emma, Tank and Kate, all bearing their various battle scars proudly. Through their bonds, they felt Luna's emotional mix of love and determination. She found something that could help others. "Those scars," she began, one hand resting on her pregnant belly, "every one of them earned protecting others. Protecting me." Her eyes met Ghost and Tank's marked faces. "I finally found a way to give something back." "Luna," Kate started, touching her scarred cheek, "we wear these proudly—" Luna knew this, but each one of them deserved to not see an everyday reminder of it.

She steered his lips away from her mouth, guiding his hot breath down the column of her neck. Marcus was breathing like a drowning man, completely intoxicated by her scent. His wolf was screaming inside him, a chaotic mess of his sexual hunger and a strange panic. He followed the trail of her skin, his teeth grazing her collarbone, before his lips slid upward, pressing directly over the silver, crescent-shaped scar on the side of her neck—the permanent mark of their Luna awakening. The moment his lips brushed the scar, the world shattered. Marcus froze. A visible tremor tore through his entire frame. The golden light in his eyes didn't only flash—it fractured into a chaotic silver.

She stole everything that was supposed to be mine. My fingers trace the fading bruise on my shoulder, a reminder of last night when Lucas had been particularly rough. He never marks me where others can see – that privilege is reserved for his future Luna, Scar. I’m just a body to him, a political arrangement he tolerates to keep his father happy.

he laughed. He kept laughing thinking thinking I would join him but stopped immediately he noticed he was the only laughing so loud. “I got the scar from a woman, My Luna,” he concluded. “A woman. She fought with you or what?” He smiled. “I wish she fought with me but that wasn't the case.” “I slept with her and It was a wild one. I enjoyed her so much. She does me real good. She is an iron lady, with beautiful light skinned body, always ready to feed me day and night with everything I desire,” he said, licking his lips.

I want to ask her about the scars on his back, but I don’t think she knows that. Cassian turns to me, a scowl on his face as he looks at Luna Odessa, then back at me, trying to connect the dots. No wonder he never eats anything that no one has tasted or anything that’s sealed. How can someone’s life be so lonely? Surrounded by people, yet lonely. “And Ravenna?”

The same woman who had betrayed me, who had lied, blaming me for Freya’s miscarriage with Cole, turning the entire pack’s judgment on me like a dagger in my back. I swallowed hard, forcing my trembling fingers to open the envelope. The paper inside was thin, the words written in a hurried scrawl that spoke of desperation. > “Dear Luna Alaina, I will still address you as my Luna because, to me, that will never change. Even if Freya succeeds in her plans to become Luna of the Moonridge Pack, my loyalty remains with you. I know I have betrayed your trust. I know you feel hurt by what I have done. But Freya threatened me, Alaina. I was terrified they would take everything from me, and I regret i

Especially if I'm going to be Luna here. I took a shower, hearing Brendon come in only moments after I got in to shower. He brought my products to me and joined me for a quick shower. I looked up into his eyes as he met mine and I froze as my breath caught. His eyes were back to their amazing blue. He helped me get my back as we washed up together. The shower was mostly silent as we were able to take each other in and explore our bodies. Alpha Brendon was fit- muscular. He had only one scar on his body and it was located on his back, near his chest. Wolves didn't have scars because of how we healed. But his made me believe the wound he recieved wasn't normal. I'll have to ask later about it.