Lana Pawn Novels & Stories

the man muttered, thoughtful. “I am Leonhard, alpha of the Lunar Eclipse pack—or what remains of it. This woman in my arms is my incredible Luna, Victoria. We have been imprisoned separately for the last thirteen years by Fiona and her witches. We are your parents, our dear Liira,” Leonhard said, never taking his eyes off me. How do I know this is true? How can I believe something so unbelievable? I was confused, overwhelmed. I had no idea what to do next. I looked at Jackson, hoping he had answers—but he was just as perplexed as I was.

The girl with no wolf. The false queen with too many friends and too little consequence. The chosen one who doesn’t even understand what she’s been chosen for. She took my future, my throne, my prophecy. And now she thinks love and loyalty will protect her? Let her cling to Edric like he’s the end of her story. Let her hold hands with rabbits and talking vegetables. She has no idea. No idea what’s sleeping in Windsor. What Lana’s been feeding under the roots of that ancient packhouse.

He had dark and thick hair falling in loose waves around his face, giving him an evil look. "Fighting monkeys, means? Since when did monkeys start living around Dark Shadow Coven?" Pawn Clara asked, confused. Clara Jack was a Pawn of Dark Shadow Coven whose job was cleaning. She was the most special and beautiful maid there. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back in a waterfall of golden locks, with bright blue eyes. She had a fire in her soul that refused to be extinguished, even in the face of the darkest magic. She spent her days cleaning the coven's chambers and preparing meals for the Moroi and Dhampirs who lived there, but her mind was always racing with ideas for how she could he

Without waiting for an answer, the door opened and Lana entered, carrying a tray with food and drinks on it. “I brought dinner.” She said as she walked to the table closest to the bed. She placed the tray there, before sitting on the edge of the bed. “Are you okay?” She asked Debora who instinctively moved closer to her. “My thighs hurts,” She mumbled. Lana, who was bigger and more muscular, lifted Debora's small body and held her in her arms. "Forgive me." “For my sore thighs or something else?” “Both,” Lana answered. “Charles… he tried to harm Luna Chloe through Laura Denmir, you might be called to see Alpha Cillian sooner or later.” She answered with a sad expression.

The musky smell of Thorn’s essence was still faint in the air and I was certain the soldier would notice if he remained there a while longer. “What is it?” I called, marching towards the soldier briskly before he could take another step. “Luna,” The pup mumbled, looking down at his shoes. I almost grinned at the view. I recognized him as one of our newly recruited soldiers. Whose son was he again? The Beta’s? Ah, scratch that. He was the Delta’s youngest. He looked so green around the edges, you could almost pinch his adorable cheeks.

Jack takes a deep breath and hands her the car key. “Luna is happy in her current life. With her kids. I request that you not interfere in her life. It's my humble request. Focus on your kid… that's on the way….” Jack sounds so genuine and worry is visible in his voice. Natasha touched her belly. “Luna has a stable life. Don't mess. I hope you understand what I am trying to say.” Jack's voice became calmer. “Madam…” The maid's voice came from a distance.

This was Lana, the General of the guards and the strongest warrior in the Lycan pack. "So, the little princess decided to leave her golden cage," Lana said, her voice dripping with scorn. She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning her weight on one foot as she stared into my emerald eyes. "I was wondering when you would come down here to look at the common people." "I was just taking a walk," I said, keeping my voice steady and calm. "I didn't realize the courtyard was off-limits."

Stepping behind Sidney, Lana unfastened the clip that she used in packing her hair in place, and her curly hair exploded. “Wow,” Lana touched Sidney's hair. “Is that natural?” She nodded and tried to gather her hair back in the clip. “Hey, leave it. There are women, who would pay a fortune to get their hair in curls like that.” She told Sidney and she nodded. Packing up the remaining clothes, Lana put the last pair of shoes into the bag and went over to the balcony as Sidney dressed and did her makeup. “Hmm…time's up,” Lana turned to her from the balcony with a smile. “Your pumpkin is here.”

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure. “We’re… managing. The ceremony has kept me so busy. And you know not many people know about my return yet, so I still had to hide till the unveiling this evening. But then I still had my duties as Luna, they will not wait. Hah, it has been a riot.” I was rambling, trying to keep the anxiety from my voice and hoping that Calista wouldn't pick up on it. “I can imagine,” she said. “But do take it easy Lyra. Everything will be fine.”