Lockon Gundam 00 Novels & Stories

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

I woke up and found Xander staring at me. His eyes were so soft and full of love that my heart fluttered. He smiled tenderly at me, and I smiled back. “Good morning, Luna,” he whispered softly, reaching over to push a lock of hair behind my face. “Luna?” I whispered softly. Xander nodded, his smile widening. “Today, you officially become the Luna of the Blackstone Pack. Are you ready?” A feeling of excitement and worry filled my heart. “I… I'm not certain,” I confessed. “Everything is moving quickly.”

In Red Moon Pack, Alpha Dwayne fails to eliminate his adopted parents because the royal guards were much stronger and more prepared than he had ever imagined in his greedy mind. He looked down at the floor, his face bruised and his expensive clothes torn into rags during the fight that had lasted for hours. Beside him, Luna Bianca was also in chains, her hair a mess and her eyes full of a mixture of fear and the remains of her dying pride.

"Go, Luna Georgina! You can do it!" Ver clicks her tongue before she shifts into her wolf. Seeing this, I give her a smile before I give in to Lira. My wolf meets her mid-air and slams Ver to the ground with my fangs brushing on her throat. She lowers her stance and submits to me. And when I shift back, I raise my fist and the cheers become louder. Ver shifts back and smiles at me. "It's good to spar with you again, Luna Georgina." "Likewise, Gamma Ver."

He walked over to my side of the table. “Let’s just be together, you and me. For just one night, and then tomorrow, everything can go back to normal.” I smiled as I took his hands. “That sounds lovely.” His bright smile returned. “There’s a small gate at a corner of the fence, it's forgotten and unguarded, on the other side is the most beautiful view of the black sea you could ever see.” “Are you sure it’s safe?” his smile wavered briefly, and he placed his hands on my shoulders. “You are my Luna, I would never let anything happen to you.”

One of the warriors stated from the back and there were murmurs of agreement but one hand raised in the air by Antonio, everywhere quietened again. "Before I brought this here, you should know that I must have already done my background check. We don't know where Alpha Xander and his gamma's are taking coverage and it could be anywhere, but it's not another pack so we're good." I confirmed and there were pin drop silence as I tried to input the fighting resilience.

She blocked, barely, and the impact jarred her bones. Another attacked from the side. She dodged, rolled, came up swinging. Cut one across the eyes. It howled, stumbled back. But there were still five more. And Kira wasn’t done with the door. Okay. New plan. Don’t die. The rogues circled her, coordinated now, intelligent. These weren’t mindless beasts. These were soldiers. The largest one a massive male with scars covering his body smiled. Actually smiled. “The new Luna,” he said, his voice a rasp. “Ravenna sends her regards.”

Luke spun around, startled. "Is someone else in your family bonding today?" he demanded. He got his answer immediately. Reno pulled into the drive on a matte-black heavyweight motorcycle, the engine vibrating in my very chest. He skidded to a halt right in front of me, killing the engine with a flick of his wrist. He looked at Luke. Then he looked at the pathetic little convoy Luke had brought. One of Reno’s eyebrows arched toward his hairline. "Interesting," Reno mused, his voice like rolling thunder. "Luke. You here to steal my Luna again?"

The pack's heartbeat resonated through the night, unaware of the storm brewing within its core. Arriving at the doctor's office, I listened intently to the muffled conversation inside. "Congratulations alpha, your mistress is pregnant," the doctor advised, his voice a whisper carried by the wind. I could do nothing but watch as my heart plummeted at the news of Lyra's pregnancy. *** The pain was relentless, an unbearable ache that gripped me. Tears streamed down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. Memories of the day I married Lucian resurfaced—the disapproving glances, the whispers that an omega like me should never be Luna . Should never be queen, I was unfit to take that position.

"The Gamma has just returned, and he truly did look for Miss Eliza all day, but now he doesn't dare to face you." "Bring him here!" I snapped. "I need to ask what kind of Luna he married, what kind of daughter he raised!" Amidst this chaos, Ivy Bennett rushed in, her face flushed and breathless. "Elder, a carrier pigeon has arrived! I think it's the same one as before!" My eyes lit up instantly. I hurried to retrieve the message from the bird's leg—it was indeed the Rainseeker's Shadow Messenger. With trembling fingers, I unfolded the small, midnight-blue gauze strip and read the brief message: "No worries, don't fret."