Logan Carter True Luna Novels & Stories

PAST Two days before the Luna ceremony, tensions simmered within the pack's council chambers. Logan's uncle, a seasoned alpha with a stern demeanor, sat at the head of the table, his brow furrowed deeply as he listened to the murmurs of disapproval from the council members. "This is unprecedented, Logan," his uncle said with a heavy sigh, his voice carrying the weight of authority and concern. "A human Luna? Have you lost your senses?" Logan stood tall, his expression stoic despite the mounting pressure. "She is my mate," he replied firmly, meeting his uncle's gaze head-on. "I did not choose this, but fate has bound us."

The moon goddess has finally decided to smile on me, I can not contain my excitement. I take out my phone to call him but decide against it, he could be in a meeting or he could be busy. Maybe it is best I tell him this myself. I can already feel the jitters, this is definitely the best day of my life. As I get to the car, my driver opens the door gently and bows while I enter the car and in no time, he zooms off. “Are we on our way home, Luna?” He asks from the driver’s seat.

Stupid werewolf hearing. "But you are the future Luna," she says, pointing at me with a wink. I roll my eyes. "Yes, but not yet." Xavion explained it to me once. Even though his parents are gone, making him the Alpha, I’m not officially the Luna until we’re married. There’s a ceremony, he said; a crowning, a formal welcome into the pack. Most Lunas come from other packs, so it’s a big deal. But I’m human.

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Still holding my hand, Cyrus started leading me across the yard, towards a dark green 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle LS6 454 SS that was parked in the driveway. "I pictured you as a truck guy," I said jokingly. "I didn't figure you were ready to move in with me yet," Cyrus replied as he squeezed my hand. "How about we spend tomorrow getting to know each other? And the next day, if you want." "And what about the rest of the meetings?" I asked as Cyrus held the passenger door open for me. "I told Walter to write new contracts for me ..... I'm allied with whomever Gypsy is allies with, and severing ties with those they're not. It's now up to your Alpha and Luna." Cyrus then winked at me before shuttin

“Why exactly should I trust you? Who willingly is committing treason right now. If Colt knew of this, he would kill you.” “I-I don’t want Penny as my luna.” Kara was obviously lying. “You want me to trust that you are on my side?” Vin looked at Kara without blinking. “I am.” Kara kept her head high. “Prove it.” “H-how?” Kara asked. Vin snapped his fingers and there was movement behind Kara. My eyes snapped over and realized that there was a few men wrestling behind a tree. They had Zac. It took three men to subdue him and drag his ass over to Vin.

However, before he could say a word, Luna had already leapt up, shrieking at Frank furiously, "Are you done, Frank?! It doesn't matter if Cato's family is in the business! This is his company, and we can all see that! He's not a bum like you—the way I see it, you're just jealous he owns a company! Don't think you can ruin things for others just because you don't own one!" Seeing that she was still defending the conman after all that, Frank did not hesitate to shoot her a look of disdain, muttering under his breath, "Idiot." "What?! Did you just call me an idiot?!" Luna kept screaming like a fishwife. "I'll tell Grandpa, believe it! When I do, Helen's candidacy as the next head of the Lane fa

Just as I’m about to say something, argue that I wasn’t that good of a girl, Laura comes back into the room, this time with a line of crew members and cameras behind her. She grins at us once we’re looking back at her, clapping her hands. “Alright guys, who’s ready to film Luna’s choice?!”

she whispered, her heart burning with trust. Selene’s light steadied, her eyes shining with awe. “You broke the deception, Jessica. The nexus is yours, bound by love.” Lucas wiped his tears, his grin fierce. “Deception? We just kicked love’s ass. That star better be real.” Bryan’s glow was warm, his voice soft. “The nexus is whole, Jessica, and that star—it’s your truth.”

High above us, banners with the pack's sigil—the wolf in eclipse—rippled in the heavy air. We stood in a loose circle. Ten of us left. Only ten Luna candidates had survived the cuts, the drills, the bruises that went deeper than skin. And after tonight, some of us would fall even further. "Form a line," barked Elder Varron. His voice carried the kind of weight that made you obey without thinking. We moved without speaking, without glancing at one another. It was safer that way. Lucian leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, watching everything with that dangerous stillness of his. Kade stood a few feet from him, posture tense, jaw locked. I caught his eye by accident, and something unspok