I Am The Honored One Novels & Stories

The invitation had come from the council of village elders, presented with careful formality, giving me every opportunity to decline if the honor felt too heavy or the symbolism too fraught. It felt strange after everything I had done, after all the ways I had failed at the very role I was now being asked to represent to be honored in this way. The whispers still followed me sometimes, soft as wind in hollow halls, carrying titles I had earned through blood and corruption. The Tyrant Queen. The Cursed Mother. The Blooded One who had painted Hollowshade red with her rage. And yet tonight, beneath and between those familiar accusations, I heard something new woven into the whispers: forgiven.

I felt each time one of these fuckers hit my human. " I AM THE WOLF THAT HOLDS COMMAND OVERALL. I HAVE BEEN MOON BLESSED BY THE GODDESS SELENE HERSELF. I ANSWER NO COMMAND AND I BOW BEFORE NO ONE." I told them, turning around and looking at each other in the eye.

Her presence made me feel so safe infact. "You... you are indeed the moon goddess?" I don't know if that was a question or a statement. "To...to what do I owe this honor and where am I?" "Answering your first question my child, you are honored because..." she paused, her smile not leaving her face. Then she starts extending her hands. I followed it and watch it kissed gently with my shoulder. It felt so warm and refreshing. " I had found Favour in you my child."

showing me my place. Who am I? My eyes shift to Alexei, and for a moment, I just stare at him, while I realize how wrong I was earlier, because the truth is that I am alone. He is standing before me, yet I feel like I have no one. He is not mine... never was... and never will be. A smile appears on my lips as I turn back to her. “I am?” My voice stays calm as I finish, “I am Irene. Just Irene.” My voice turns into a whisper as I say the last words.

Instead gestures for me to sit. “Proceed,” he says the minute we are seated. Varrin bows slightly and turns to the room. “Pack, we are honored to have you all here this evening. The Alpha honors us with his presence as well—and his chosen Luna.” Applause follows, polite and unexpectedly hollow. I smile because that’s what’s expected, though it feels like showing my throat. But left with no choice, I do it anyway. And just then, a lady walks in as all heads turn in her direction.

I wave her to her feet, but she only bows her head lower. "Please," I say, more gently. "You do not kneel to me. Stand." She does, but only half-way, her back curved like a sickle. "You are the sun-daughter," she says. Her accent is thick, the vowels stretched. "We have waited for you." No one has called me that in years, not since the first campaign in the Wound. The honorific sits ill in my ears, but I nod to acknowledge it. "How many are left?" I ask.

For a moment, I hesitated. Then, with shaking resolve, I placed the crown upon my head. The metal settled against my hair, cold and unyielding. I stood there crowned but utterly alone. Luna in title. Broken in truth.

someone murmured from the crowd and I nodded. "Yes she is a true hero because she put her life on the line for you all and the least I think you all can do, is believe in her if you find it hard to believe in me your Alpha. That is all I have to say to you all today. Do have a lovely day" I ended my speech and the silence in the square only grew until someone started chanting “All hail the Alpha, all hail the Luna, all hail the Beta." It was a low chant at first but suddenly it started to get louder and louder until the whole square was filled with the chant.

well, he looked like I had said something utimately wrong. I wanted to scream at them that I am only human, and I believed I was handling these all far better than any other 'normal' human would. "That's if you don't want to; I really don't care about some stupid title." I cut myself off; I think I made it worse, and now Rollins pointed gaze was directly at me. "You are the Luna; it's an honor, and everybody in the pack has to give you that honor," he says. "I really don't care about a damn title," I say stubornly, shrugging.

" good evening to you too " " just drop the bag there I'll take it upstairs thank you " he nods and go back out if it's one thing I'll never forget it's respect for people older than I am mum travelled to Africa one time so when she came back she made me respect every single person that's older than I am but I had already started calling Remi. Ella , and gold by name so I don't bother respecting them why would I?? " why you turn up the music so loud ". somebody shouted in my ear and I frown . I put off the music and face him