Kiara Moon Lesbian Novels & Stories

KIARA. Damon slammed a fist into my desk, leaving a dent. His eyes left Kaleb’s and turned to mine. Seeing him move forward, my heart skipped a beat. “Enjoy this while it lasts,” he spat. As he turned to leave, Kaleb's hand shot out, yanking him back by his collar. The fabric ripped. “I don’t care what the Alpha thinks,” Kaleb growled. “Kiara is my mate. Soon to be your Luna.”

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

“You understand this, right? Alpha Keenan agreed to the merge, agreed to marriage that came with it. And of course, I was just as happy, to have a future with a fellow Alpha werewolf. Not just any Alpha, but Killer Kiara~ She who, though may seem like any ordinary werewolf, is a vicious hunter on the field, and the Moon Goddess’s Executor~” The way Damien spoke of Kiara and her alias was really ticking Forrest off. Not because he didn’t know of such titles- he was well aware of the names placed onto her- but more because of Kiara’s feelings towards them. That being that she despised those names to the very brink of her core.

“Kiara.“ His husky growl let out her name, as he fully shifted his teeth resembling that of a human. Weirdly there were no traces of shock or fright in his spectators' eyes. They watched him rather with caution except Kiara, he saw a mix of fright and familiarity, also rage boiled slowly. No response, he noted, her eyes boring deeply into his not in an intimate manner, a bit different, a certain kind of madness lucid in her eyes. He thought he had lost her forever after the odd incident that happened the day before, it wasn't just possible Kiara had anything to do with it. Such a power to pause time was only mentioned in the myths of the Seven Packs. The moon goddess vessel is the one who ha

Kiara walkked out of her room with a smile on her face, but her mind swirled with thoughts from her talk with Devon on their date. She tried to believe his words that the moon goddess wouldn't have chosen her if she wasn't capable of it, but she couldn't. She only ended up as his mate because Kristen betrayed her, there was nothing divine about a betrayal. Deep inside, she wanted to march up to Devon and tell him that she knew she wouldn't be able to fulfil the needed roles of a Luna in this pack, and that he should let her go, but she couldn't bring herself to suffer another rejection, and definitely not from him.

She wasn't focused on the show either, just punishing herself with alcohol. I should drink as well, that's the only way to forget all these. I must flush these butterflies away! ~🌹~ Kiara's pov: The show was really nice. As I watched the girls perform, I suddenly wished I could dance too. They have such nice moves and Emma too was doing great, she must really love her work a lot. It took me a lot not to stand up and cheer them up with shouts and praises like they do in magic shows but that handsome perv by my side was always staring at me. What's with him?

"I gave up everything for him, and now he brings home a slave and expects me to bow." Lyra looked at Kael, who stood rigid with his jaw clenched. He did not deny any of it. "I am sorry that happened to you," Lyra said, choosing her words carefully. "But I did not ask for any of this. I did not ask to be his mate, and I did not ask to be here. The moon goddess chose me, and I am trying my best to become what she needs me to be." Varya stared at her for a long moment, and then she laughed, a cold and hollow sound. "The moon goddess chose a slave with delusions of grandeur. How fitting for a king who hides in the forest and abandons his pack for weeks at a time."

If Kiara was truly the daughter of the Alpha King then she was supposed to have had a more dominant wolf but now upon further consideration, I realized something. The Luna Queen, her mother, had been a human. That diluted blood might be what was to blame for her weaker omega wolf side. For the first time, I began to consider that there might have been even an iota of truth in Kiara's words. Could it be true? I took a step towards her and from the corner of my eyes, I could note Astrid standing still and watching us with wide eyes. I reached directly in front of Kiara and grabbed both of her shoulders making her gasp out.

Aliaria’s Point of View Again, the moon goddess must really be a fan of romance. However, this enemies to lovers or second chance romance. However, it wasn’t happening. I hated his guts. He put me through hell. We literally went through hell and back but unfortunately we never got paradise again. Either ways, it still isn’t happening. Kai and I are done. It’s just business at this point. An annoying voice in the back of my head reminded me of the kids we shared earlier but I push the thought to the back of my head. As I laid in the bed, Kai walked to the window and opened the curtains. The instant illumination almost blinded me as my eyes had already gotten accustomed to the darkness.

My words are laced with venom and hatred for everything they had ever done to me, for the unjust killing of my mother, for the years of isolation and rejection by the pack that should have been a protection to me. “That's enough child, silence." Contrary to my initial thoughts, it is not the Alpha who speaks this time, but the leader of the Moon Council. His face is a perfect mask of neutrality, making it totally impossible for me to tell what is on his mind at that moment. “The moon is a judge over us all and the moon has never made a mistake…she definitely would not start now.” “His words…” I can't shake the eerie feeling that crawls from the base of my skull down to my lower back. “Someth