Loner To Luna Novels & Stories

"Alex has already severed his mate bond with Sophia! He has already marked a new Luna! As for Sophia, she had already been discarded!" A new Luna? I felt the heaviness in my chest. It was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. So… Lily was going to be Alex's new Luna soon. Then, everything he had said in front of the reporters was just something to maintain his persona as a loyal lover. If he really loved me, he wouldn't allow Lily to come between us again and again. Perhaps, his words about the "only Luna" were only something he said because of the atmosphere, and he never really meant it.

I know I should be grateful they found me when they did but most times, I can’t help but wish they left me to die in the shadows among the trees. “Tonight, we wear our finest dresses, dance, and act like we don’t have a care in the world and if the moon goddess finds us worthy; we’ll find our mate got it?” Kim’s sweet voice takes that bossy edge she loves to use. “Yes, boss.” “Now, if you don’t mind can we start breakfast before Luna wakes up? You know how she gets when food’s late.” Kim smirks, “Deal, the sooner we start, the sooner we finish,”

“No luck.” She shook her head and wrapped me in a hug. “They are stubborn as hell. But they will see reason. Logan will come to his senses. He will realize you are what he needs. Not that bitch, Sienna.” I laughed at Luna Gloria calling Sienna a bitch. She was always so calm and collected. It was necessary. She was a Luna. Calling someone a bitch was totally not a Luna thing. But it was nice to know that she agreed with me. Sienna really was a bitch.

“More than you will ever know. But I can’t. I’m bound to him. He saved my life. He trusts me. I swore an oath.. I am his Beta—” “What about the oath you made to me?” My voice shattered. “What about the nights you promised you’d never let anyone hurt me? What about when you said I’d never face the world alone?” He closed his eyes like the words pierced him. “You’re not alone,” he whispered. “I AM!” My voice cracked. “Because right now I’m not your lover. I’m not even myself. I’m just—” My breath trembled. “A substitute Luna.” The words tasted like poison.

“You look like you’ll fall over if the wind sneezes. You can cry in the kitchen. At least there you’ll have something to hold on to.” Luna let herself be steered away from the circle, away from the watching eyes, away from the moonlight that now felt more like accusation than blessing. As she crossed the treeline, the bond between her and Orion tugged, a final, sharp pang—as if protesting her retreat. She didn’t look back. In the small hours of the night, when the pack had finally gone quiet and the moon had climbed high, Luna lay curled on her side in her narrow bed, the thin blanket twisted around her legs.

I could tell with one hundred percent certainty none of these women were that way. My father’s right hand man and Beta, a man named Cooper, had pulled me aside one day to tell me about a potential opportunity to find a mate. I had been invited to join the cast of some show called Luna’s Choice. At first, I brushed it aside. I wanted no part in something like that. There was no way any of the contestants on the show would make for a good Luna.

"He is telling us what he intends to take." "Yes." "And giving us a month to hand it over." "Twenty-six days," Ostrander whispered. "The dark of the moon is twenty-six days away." I closed my eyes. And in the dark behind my eyelids, I saw the Luna from the old records, running through the snow, and I felt the silver wolf rise in me like a tide of cold fire. "No," I said. "Sera." Kael's hand covered mine on the table. It was warm and strong and absolutely steady.

For their future. Luna opened her eyes and looked around the empty room, searching for any sign of hope or light. And then she saw it. A small flicker of light in the corner of the room. A small flame burning brightly in the darkness. Luna walked toward the flame and knelt down beside it, feeling its warmth on her face. The flame grew brighter and stronger, and Luna felt a sense of peace and calm wash over her. “I’m not alone,” Luna whispered to herself, her voice filled with determination. “I’m not abandoned. I’m not unloved.”

"I said they are not the same. The Hollow King and the child live in one place, like two people sharing a house. One of them is hungry. The other is lonely. For a thousand years the hungry one has held the door, and the lonely one has hidden in the back rooms." "And Luna's seal?" Gianna's voice shook. "She locked them both in?" "She locked them in with her," said Maera. "And that, I think, is what he wants her to understand." Luna turned her head and looked up at her mother. Her dark eyes were very calm. "Mama," she said. "Sad." "Who is sad, sweetheart?" Luna lifted a finger and pointed, not at the shard, but at the air beside it. "Him. Little. Alone."

"Will you step forward, before the Moon Goddess and your confident pack, to declare your Luna?” Stepping forward, "The Shadow Pack is close," Ronan said, his voice loud but flat. "We need strength. We need allies to keep our borders safe." The crowd cheered. Serena nudged me. "Here it comes!" Ronan didn't look at Isolde, and he didn't look at me. "I chose Isolde Crowe as my Luna. No one's more suited to be my Luna and her family will bring the warriors we need to stand together."