Lancer Deltarune Novels & Stories

Axel was right last night— if I wanted to be more than just an omega who got lucky to become a Luna, I had to prove myself. And now that the mate bond between Damien and I was weakening after forming one with Lily, I knew I had to act fast. Not only in killing Damien but in getting stronger and taking his kingdom from him…and his father. I let out a long sigh as Runa powdered my cheeks with rogue. “Ayy, m’lady. You need nothing of this color, I tell ye. Yer all flushed!” Immediately, I blushed some more, knowing very well why I was so full of color. “Runa, stop talking nonsense.”

“Through the mixing of the blood of the Alpha, Luna, Beta, Gamma, and Delta, we strengthen the Artemis Pack. We stand united. Drink, and seal this bond.” I drink deeply, feeling the strength and connection to my packmates intensify. Lucille turns toward the pack gathered before us, announcing proudly, “Pack Artemis, I give you Delta Charlotte Frontída!”

I was so happy to hear that I was improving and that means that I am almost ready for the journey ahead. Master Cyrus noticed my determination in my look. He said, "You're close to victory," his comments serving as a reminder of the bigger picture that remained ahead of me. I felt a wave of anticipation wash over me. Victory meant recovering my rightful position and pursuing justice for the wrongs done to me and my family; it also meant completing my destiny as the soon-to-be Luna. I told Master Cyrus, "I can't wait to be the soon-to-be Luna. "To stop being a maid, even if it's only for a while, and to take my revenge."

Silver weapons flashed in the moonlight as warriors fought the enhanced creatures. Through the chaos, Dante's team moved swiftly toward Moon Lake. They encountered resistance, small groups of Bloodborn trying to stop them, but Lyra and the other warriors cut through them efficiently. Finally, they reached the clearing around Moon Lake. And there, standing at the water's edge beneath the eclipsing moon, was Marcus Vane. He looked different from their last encounter. The burns from Aria's Luna power had healed, but they'd left scars. His skin was even paler now, almost translucent, and the dark energy around him was visible to the naked eye.

The ceremonial drums were loud suddenly, and everywhere went silent. The High Council Elder stepped forward, holding a golden crown. The moment felt unreal. “Eliza of Crescent Moon,” the Elder began, “do you swear your loyalty, strength, and love to the new Lycan King, Alexander of Silver Fang, and vow to serve the people as their Luna Queen?” “I do,” I answered clearly. He turned to Alexander. “Alexander of Silver Fang, do you swear to protect your people, uphold the laws of the kingdom, and lead with wisdom and honor?”

"Try not to start any wars. We just cleaned up from last year." The main deck held perhaps two hundred people, human and supernatural criminals whose combined activities shaped global underground. Elena recognized handles from legendary exploits. Reaper, who'd crashed three stock markets simultaneously. Banshee, whose malware infected every military satellite. Eclipse, the shapeshifter who'd impersonated seven world leaders. "Fresh meat," someone growled behind her. "PhantomByte thinks Geneva makes them player." Elena turned slowly, finding a massive werewolf whose scarred face suggested violent history. His handle…Fang, was known for eliminating competition permanently.

Then he made a decision I saw coming and couldn’t stop because stopping it would have required being closer and I was not closer. He moved toward Isabella. Leon intercepted him. What followed was the most expensive exchange I’d witnessed in thirty years of watching my brothers fight — Leon and Damon, no holding back, everything available, the chamber too small for what they were. I monitored the runes. Still gold. Not yet. But soon. The Ancient Lycan was watching the fight with those pale eyes doing their ancient calculation. I watched him watch. And understood that he was letting it happen. Letting them exhaust each other.

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One small mistake could trigger a massive bloodbath. We’d just let the enemy into our own backyard because we’d been careless. Panic tried to creep back in, but the image of Elijah sleeping peacefully in his room snapped me out of it. I’m the Luna of Sapphire Water Pack. I can’t let this place fall apart while Caspian’s trusted me with its safety. A cold focus took over me again. I turned fully to Beta Rohan, making it clear that Sapphire Water Pack wouldn’t go soft on the Dark Sorcerers.

Lance chuckled. “Of Two packs?” Kellen asked, confused. “I killed Bruce. Prepare the pack we are going to war!” Lance sent back excited. “With who, Alpha? Douglas?” Kellen asked a little worried. “Cross River and if Douglas dears stand in our way and not join us. We will destroy him as well.” Lance said fiercely. “Jace’s pack? That Cross River?” Kellen said letting the worry slip through. “Stop asking questions and get to doing what I said.” Lance ordered.