Linked Universe Novels & Stories

Luna's nonchalant demeanor couldn't hide her genuine concern for me. "I was mind-linking my Beta; that is why I seemed preoccupied," I explained, grateful for her thoughtfulness. "What is the mind link?" I chuckled at Luna's curiosity, knowing she was always eager to learn new things. "It's a way for werewolves to communicate telepathically," I explained, knowing she would find it fascinating. Luna's eyes widened with interest as she listened intently, her concern momentarily forgotten in her quest for knowledge.

I replied. Mindlinking is something we do a lot around here. It is a special way of bonding with one another in our pack. Justin and I do that a lot. We are best friends, so we communicate through that means, especially when we are around people and do not want them to listen in on our conversations.

he jokes, trying to ease the tension in the air. "Oh," Alpha Landon fakes a laugh, clearly not buying any of the lies that my beta just told him. He has already mind-linked with me to know it's him I was referring to. Now, mind-linking has to do with just Alphas and Betas. And Landon is no ordinary person, he's an Alpha like me but only of a lower rank. "I should go see what Lucy is up to," he points behind him and uses this as an excuse to leave.

Luca's eyes shimmered with a radiant light as he replied, "Yes, Isabella. This Harmonic Convergence is a testament to the interconnectedness of all life and the inherent unity that resides within every soul. As we attune ourselves to this cosmic symphony, we become conduits for the transformative energies that seek to uplift and harmonize the universe." Isabella and Luca understood the power of collective intention and the potency of unified consciousness. They joined with beings from all realms, all dimensions, to form a vast network of interconnectedness—a web of light that spanned the cosmos. Together, they synchronized their vibrations to create a harmonic resonance that radiated through

Juniper Two weeks after the disastrous day that was my birthday, Drew, Myles, my dad, and I had finally settled into a comfortable routine with our training. Drew could finally let me out of his sight for over 30 minutes without experiencing raging anxiety. It helped that we discovered we could mindlink, and my dad said, unlike a pack link, which only works within certain distances, it’s more like a link between mates, in which you can reach each other no matter the distance.

This is some weird X-Men shit right there! He beamed and explained, “Exactly. When you’re part of the pack, you’ll have the same link as anyone in our pack. And since Alex, Sean, and my packs are allied, there’s a shared link that connects all three packs. So, you’ll be able to use that too.” “Wow, is that all? Or should I brace myself for more surprises?” I playfully prodded. He threw his head back and laughed. “I don’t know, Jaan. You have to wait for more.” I scoffed at his silliness.

“Serves them right.” “The government carried out experiments for years. It wasn’t until they noticed, out of the many who died, a handful had a successful bond with their Lunas. And those didn’t cough up blood when they used a command. They asked questions. Ran tests. And finally realized something. “Unlike others, who are merged from birth, Lunas are born unlinked. Some grow without ever linking. What causes that link is the need for dominance. They noticed it’s always the Lunas who played the dominant role in past relationships. Since Lunas are capable of bonding all secondary genders, both Alpha-type and Omega-type, the conclusion was simple.

I stumble back a breath, eyes wide. “Luna,” they whisper. A collective chorus in my mind, Koa, Darian, Lysander, Elysia, Esme, Selene, and Jandro, so strong, so steady, anchoring the storm. “Luna.” I blink, heart hammering. My instincts scream, this is impossible. The mindlink, reserved for werewolves. Exclusive, sacred. And yet here, standing before me, I can hear them. Feel them. All of them. The pack. And the Luna, the human at the center of it, is the bridge.

Ryder says. “Since when does the goddess mate someone to two men who aren’t related? If we were twin brothers then I could see that, but we aren’t brothers or mates, so she is not likely to be mated to both of us,” I argue, frustrated that as nice as that could be, it is not likely the case. “It has happened before,” he whispers, leaning forward and rubbing his brow. Then almost too silently to hear he adds, “it is probably my only hope.”

And in my experience, no one is ever completely clean. Kirk sits across from me, not even bothering to hide that he’s communicating with his team through mindlink. It makes my skin crawl. Mindlinks are a pack thing, which means he’s tied to an Alpha. Just what we need—another Alpha trying to stake a claim in a sanctuary meant for the rest of us.