Layla Moon Author Novels & Stories

I chuckle, “No, my mother mind-linked me and told me as soon as you stepped foot on Jackson's territory.” He frowns as he asks, “Your mother?” “Yes, she is Jackson's mate and the Luna of the Moon Valley pack.” He raised his eyebrows and said, “You just told me a little about yourself, Layla.” I smile, “mmm, that's all the information you are getting today.” We spend the rest of the afternoon in my flat with Ellie and Beth; the day goes too fast. I was slightly surprised when I realized I wasn't looking forward to Darius leaving.

Among them, Alpha Aric stood tall, waiting for me with a gaze full of trust. My steps were steady as I entered the altar. A dark blue gown adorned with star and crescent embroidery draped my body, elegant yet strong. A thin crown of white metal inlaid with moon crystals rested on my head. My breath was heavy, but my heart was resolute. This was my path. This was my destiny. Elder Tarlan stepped forward with a calm yet authoritative voice. "Today, as the sun sets and night falls, we welcome a new soul to lead alongside Alpha. Lyara Moonveil, are you willing to be appointed as Luna of the Silvergrove pack?"

Atlas’ POV “Luna Onyx, good morning.” One of my wolves greeted the woman that damn near took my breath away everytime our eyes met as she walked beside me through the halls. That title sounded so good, and I would never get tired of hearing it knowing the meaning behind it.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

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The moonlight was coming in through the window and making the room lighter. For some reason in that moment her mind went to Quinn. He’d always called her “his moon” because of her eyes. He’d once told her he’d never met another person with grey/silver eyes like hers. He told her they reminded him of the moon the way they shone. He also said that that’s what she was to him.. the Moon… because she was his light in the dark. Her mind came back to the present. Whatever was blocking the light from outside was coming into focus. She followed it up .. higher and higher until she reached the top of the object.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

. since he was the son of the Beta, and they still did not have their leader, the members of the pack council asked Lyle to take his father's place. Lyle began to familiarize himself with all of the different things that the pack had going on. Some of them were typical like building new medical facilities, and some were secret. The secret ones were kept in files that Lyle stumbled across by accident." Here Christos stopped to take a drink. Lyle was still standing like a statue where the story had begun. Amaris fidgeted a little at the momentary break in the story. She had so many questions, but did not dare to ask since she was finally getting the puzzle pieces that she needed. Chri

She was about to bloom under the moonlight and embrace her role in the ancient battle that loomed on the horizon. Her fingers clenched tightly around the tattered journal that held the key to her heritage. Its worn pages were a portal to a world of moonlit rituals and whispered legends, a realm where the Moonrise werewolf clan had embraced their dual nature under the watchful eye of the moon. Emma delved into the journal's contents, hungrily absorbing the stories and knowledge inscribed within its faded lines. With each word she consumed, a surge of excitement coursed through her veins, beckoning her to unlock the hidden secrets it held.

If she could have known ,the winds ahd flown her there so that she would be lectured as a kid them she could have never landed there but could have gone somewhere far away. “You surely underestimate my powers, Luna Milburn.” The moom godess chuckled, after reading her thoughts. “Am not lecturing you nor am I asking you to stop despising Alpha Rasmore. I just wanted to let you remeber that everytging happens for a reason.” She was told. Thick darkness started to ascend swallowing everything up. Karen wasn’t shocked nor asked anything because she knew what was about to happen. When the moongodess is preparing to reveal herself, the darkness happens. After a short while, the darkeness faded awa