I Am Luna Novels & Stories

“A weak, unwanted nothing. You might have a new pack, but deep down, you'll always be that pathetic girl we all knew.” I felt Xander tense beside me, ready to defend my honor, but I placed a hand on his arm. This was my battle to fight. Taking a deep breath, I stepped closer to Kara, my voice low but clear. “You're right Kara. I've changed a lot. Now, I'm stronger and more powerful than you ever thought possible. I'm the real Luna, selected by the Moon Goddess herself. And I'm here to help protect your pack, whether you want me to or not. So I recommend you stop your small-minded dislike and concentrate on staying alive.”

My head snapped up, "What is that?" Emma looked at me. "Haven't you heard? The Lycan King is looking for his luna. Apparently, anyone can sign up!" she beamed at me. Then my eyes flashed to the TV as the same words of the moon goddess flooded my head. An opportunity... This is it!

Gush! The moon was full, the calm breeze flashed into my face. I took slow steps into the quiet place. The gentle sound of night insects pierced the air. I saw a fireplace. I walked to the place and sat. My eyes fell on the phones and headset on the floor. I knew someone must be here. But I didn’t mind. I sat down beside the flames and enjoyed the warmth it made me feel. A calm song “Lonely” by Justin Bieber was blaring from the stranger's phone. I sat there and enjoyed the moment.

“That’s the only reason why I’m still keeping my sanity right now. Alright, let’s go, the earlier we finish, the earlier we can come back.” I nodded and the both of us left the hallways, a trail of servants and guards behind us. Two months ago, I was just an ordinary Luna who defeated someone who was under the influence of dark powers, two months later; I am the Luna of the Moon, the one who takes after the moon. The color of my hair, skin and eyes was said to be the moon embodied. “May the moon bless the Luna and Alpha!” The moment we entered, they all stood up and bowed and until Joshua told them to rise, they stayed in that position.

Since they took it upon themselves to hate me already, I'll give them an actual reason to hate me. Surprisingly, a woman stood up and I immediately recognised her as Luna Roland, I lifted up an eyebrow and crossed my hands over my chest, "I am- was the acting head of the Luna council", she said and I rolled my eyes as I matched her voice with the one that said I was unfit to be Luna. "Interesting...", I drawled out. I was actually wondering why she was sharing such irrelevant information with me,

All looking at her with expectation. “I’m not your queen,” Luna said. Voice strong but soft. “I’m not your goddess. I’m Luna. Daughter of Elena. Daughter of Valen. Mate of Damian. Wolf of Two Moons who chose Many Moons.” She paused. Looked at each face in the crowd. “And from today, there are no more Courts. No more Silver Moon. No more Blood Moon. No more Free Wolves. There’s just us. Wolves. With as many moons as we have choices to make.”

He asked me, and I rolled my eyes before walking ahead. Why do I not act like normal Lunas? Well, maybe because I wasn't normal. I was Kathleen Woods, a Luna who was cheated of her parents' love by the moon goddess and the rogues. The Luna, who was betrayed on the night of her wedding by her husband. The Luna, who doesn't even know who she is and can't just sit there and act like nothing is wrong with her life. I thought before rolling my eyes at him.

"The little medical assistant. The girl who used to flinch if a warrior looked at her too long." "Aria," she corrected gently, closing the distance until she stood just a few feet away from the huddled woman. "My name is Aria." "I know your name," Sienna spat, though there was no real venom behind it—only an exhausted, bitter resignation. "The whole world knows your name. The Eternal Luna. The mother who brought the great, terrifying Alpha of Moonrise to his knees. I heard the stories. Even in the deepest, darkest rogue camps in the north, they whisper about the light of Moonrise. They whisper about you."

Not entirely. Because now, the world would know who I was. Not just Riya Wolfsong. Not just a Luna. I was the Moonbound. And my story was only just beginning.

She would have fetched a high price for our Uncle. “It saddens me to think what has happened to her parents.” Lugh says to Orla who nods her head at him. “I don’t understand why I’m being spellbound. I don’t know magic, I wouldn’t hurt anyone.” I still didn’t get it. I’m not special. I’m not even strong enough to be a Luna. Brett must have felt my emotions through the bond as he kissed me gently on the lips and whispered. “You are special to me.”