Hotel Del Luna Ending Novels & Stories

I started reading and my hands shook. Letters between Kael and Dr. Cross going back six months. Discussing the poison. Planning its use. Timing the dosage for maximum damage at the gathering. Letters between Kael and another Alpha, negotiating deals involving Moonridge territory. And at the bottom, a letter that made everything make terrible sense. A letter from Kael to the Elders three months ago, outlining his plan to remove me as Luna. Claiming I was mentally unstable and dangerous. Asking permission to reject me and take a new mate.

“Do you remember Luna?” I queried, interrogatingly staring deep into her eyes like the shaft of the sun over a deep blue ocean. She went as quiet as still water with only the sound of her heart banging her ribcage. She stared at me, confusion wearing off the weight of fear from her heart. “You remember her?” I asked again, relaxing against the chair, giving her room to rack her brain. She intently shook her head. “Well, let me tell you a story, maybe then you can remember,” I said and sat up. “About a year ago, you called Luna, a photographer, you wanted her to shoot at your fake wedding. She believed you and traveled down to Naples. On the night of her arrival, a villain, the man she feared

he cursed. Rula trembled again when Kyros approached her. She was astonished when the hole in his neck with fresh blood didn't work to kill Kyros. “W-what are y-you?” Rula stammered. Kyros laughed. “Angel of death for you, Goddess Luna!” Rula swallowed hard. She took anything that could prevent Kyros from coming to her. Getting closer, Rula sank into the shadow of the creature's muscular and tall body. “Kyros!” Someone broke through the glass of the hotel room. So fast, bringing Kyros' body flying, smashing it on the room’s roof, then dropping it hard.

I yelled, pulling the arrow some more. Suddenly, the gate opened. I rushed a glance to see who was coming out of it. Instead of Aloha Trey, I saw a lady walking out. The moment she was out of the gate, she raised her hands in the air in surrender. I noticed quickly as the guards rushed to protect her. Who was she? “Luna Evelyn, I know what you came here to ask, and I have the answer to it, but you have to put the weapon away so I can talk.” She said. Her voice sounded so angelic that I was almost drawn to her.

“You understand what that means, right? He’s cornered now, and a cornered man gets dangerous.” Luna’s eyes burned with calm determination. “Then we stop him before he bites.” She looked at Adrian, her voice steady. “Let’s finish this.” He nodded once, his hand finding hers. “Together.” As Damien pulled up the secure flight manifest and Celeste began coordinating from afar, Luna’s gaze turned to the skyline, the city that had witnessed her destruction, and now her rise. This wasn’t just about survival anymore.It was about ending the man who thought he owned her story.

"But where are you going to stay, Luna? Are you going to the hotel?" I pause for a moment. The hotel Ver is talking about is the Burgundy Hotel. It's the one I've been managing over the last few months. It's a familiar place and under my name. But it is also crawling with wolves who still pledge their loyalty to Ryan. And by now, the story of what happened in that chamber will have spread like wildfire. They will be able to find me if I go there. They will also watch me under Alpha Robert or Ryan's order. My sigh escapes before I know it.

“I have to tend to some of the high lords in the pack. If you need anything, wait until I return.” I gave a weak nod, still lost in the whirlwind of thoughts spinning through my mind. As soon as she stepped out, leaving me alone in the room, silence settled over me. I breathed out sharply, pressing a shaky hand to my forehead. Selene. The name still raced in my mind. I had come to this place to save my parents yet I had the face, of the wife of the one-man I was supposed to steal from. What kind of fate was this? I shivered, my arms wrapping around myself. The healer’s warning replayed in my head.

It would always take her a while to remember everything since the scenes that had happened would usually feel like she was on autopilot. “Luna,” Roxanna looked at her, and by seriousness in her soldier’s voice, she knew that she needed to be strong, “You went on a rampage, Luna, and you killed nearly every one in the building. The others are still recovering, and there are those that didn’t make it.” there was sadness in the tone of her voice, and Ana couldn’t help but look down to her hands. “How many died?” Ana asked. “About two dozen people, Luna, and nearly a dozen more are still recovering…and…” Roxanna took a deep breath before she looked at Ana's eyes, “The Alpha…he is…” Anastacia st

“What have you done?” Her voice trembled with fear.“I— I don’t know.I wo—woke up and—” “Don’t you dare lie to me, Luna.”Elder Maeron’s tone cut right through her words like a blade. “We found traces of moonfire in his wound, an energy that only a Luna could summon.” “That’s impossible. That’s a lie.”She whispered.“Kael and I— he was fine last night.” Maeron stepped too close, his jaw tightening. “The Alpha is dead, his heart carved out of his chest, and his blood on Luna's hands.The moonfire burned your mark.And you expect us to trust that you have nothing to do with this?”

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.