Levana Lunar Chronicles Novels & Stories

“The power of the Lunar Alpha flows within you.” A ripple of murmurs spread among the warriors watching from the sacred ground. I turned, my gaze sweeping across them, and found Kael, Luca, Lyanna, and the others standing at the edge of the sanctuary. They bowed. And in that moment, I knew—I was no longer just Elara. I was their leader. I was the Lunar Alpha. By nightfall, the Lunar Ceremony had begun. The clans gathered in the sacred clearing, the moon high above us, bathing everything in silver light. Drums echoed in the distance, a rhythmic beat that sent vibrations through the air.

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.

Two maids entered with trays of oils, makeup, and shoes. “We’ll help you get ready, Luna.” “I didn’t even get to rest,” Lydia mumbled. The maids chuckled. “Alpha Knox is already downstairs.” She sighed again and let them work. When she finally stepped down the winding staircase into the hall, the ceremony was already underway. Eyes turned toward her. Murmurs followed her like shadows. But then—there he was. Knox. Waiting in front of the Lycan ceremonial basin. He reached for her hand. They stood together under the hanging moonflower vines as the officiator chanted ancient words. They each dropped a few drops of blood into the silver bowl of water, drank from it, and then sealed it with a kis

"It is — it is a very good thing. I say that as someone who has watched it happen to others and has never envied anything so much in my long life." Lena looked at the sky. In eleven hours, the New Moon would be there — invisible, listening, holding the sky's most honest dark. She felt Astra stir in the deep place: not the tide-rising of the Red Moon's urgency, but something quieter and more complete. The feeling of a thing that has been waiting in perfect patience arriving, finally, at the moment it was always moving toward. "Eleven hours," Lena said. "Eleven hours," Voss agreed, and they stood together at the east wall until the cold of the afternoon grew too deliberate to ignore, and then

They all claps, and Alpha Storm nods in approval of her words. Her untrue words, by the way. As the daughter of the Redwood Pack's Alpha, Linda stands a better chance at being chosen as the Northern Luna than everyone else. She will be the lady of the ball, as I am sure Alpha Storm will design it. A female member of his pack being Luna wouldn't be as lucrative as his own daughter being the Luna. "When are we expected to head to the North, Father?" Linda asks. "In two days time. You'll all be required to start preparing in earnest. I want you all to set out with your best wears, and be on your best behavior. There'll be omegas from other packs present there. You'll all have to represent this

Rowan smiled faintly. “You’re learning quickly.” Seraphine pointed to one of the scrolls. “We discovered something in the archives.” Luna glanced at the old parchment. It was covered in faded symbols and drawings of moons. “What am I looking at?” she asked. Eldric spoke softly. “A prophecy.” Luna blinked. “Oh great. I love prophecies.” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. Kael chuckled quietly. Eldric continued anyway. “This prophecy was written by the first Moonbearer nearly a thousand years ago.”

Nathaniel’s body lay still, the pendant shattered at his side, its dark power extinguished. The figure lowered their hood, revealing a woman with eyes like twin constellations, her face ageless yet marked by centuries of wisdom. “I am Lysara, Keeper of the Lunar Veil,” she said, her voice resonating through the bond, calming Alina within Autumn. “I am the last of the Callisto elders, hidden beyond the packs’ reach when the Order rose. Your blood, Autumn, and your brother’s, awakened me.”

A fire roared in the hearth, casting long shadows across animal pelts strewn on the floor. Jonah laid Evelyn on a cot near the fire. Rowan crouched beside her, hands surprisingly gentle as he peeled back her sleeve. The mark gleamed brighter in the firelight, pulsing faintly. Rowan’s expression tightened. “How long ago?” “Tonight,” Jonah said. “Full moon.” Rowan’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Then we don’t have long.” Evelyn’s voice cracked, raw with fear. “Don’t have long for what?”

She explains the bad. "Moon's soul will leak out in a black titanium," Kilyn reads from the book. When she's done, there's a juncture of stillness between us. "Remarkably, precisely what's happening to Levi and I?" I gulp, a deeply unsettling feeling in my stomach. This couldn't possibly be. How could this be? "Yes, specifically that." She answers my question.

She had only seen Levian three times this month, all of which were brief glances that didn’t include a word. A bitter smile twitched at the corner of her lips. This was the first time she had fallen in love with someone, and it was so tiring. After returning to her room, Luna took a book secured with a password from the drawer and flipped through the pages. It was her diary. She recorded all sorts of special events over the years, but without realizing it, the diary had become a collection of love letters for Levian. Luna took a pen, and expressed her love for Levian. The moonlight cast a warm luster on her, and she smiled happily as she wrote.