Loona Hellhound Novels & Stories

If I hadn’t seen their mother, I would have thought they were young Labradors. “They’re really cute,” I said, my head tilting to the side. “Hellhound pups don’t become dangerous until they're three months old,” Rocco said. “Up until then, some of the adults mistake them as prey. That’s why we’re keeping Bonnie and her litter separate from the others.” “How long have you been taking care of Hellhounds?” I asked. He rubbed his chin. “Thirty—” When he stopped abruptly, I turned to him and frowned. “What did you say?”

The K-9s that were part of the detail were hellhounds and were bred specifically to serve the Moon Goddess and her chosen Elders. As the guards walked them away from the Elders, the dogs shifted to their hellhound forms. Each of the three dogs stood with their heads held high, even with shoulders of their Lycan handlers. Their pitch-black fur stood on end making them appear even larger. The eerie and demonic red glow of their eyes refracted off the smoke that came from their large snouts and mouths that held a permanent snarl. Fangs and claws extended as foam began to form around their mouths as they drooled in anticipation of a fight.

Damon It’s been hours since the meeting started. The air in the council chamber was thick with tension and rising frustration. The Elders,old, cautious, and far too comfortable in their seats kept circling the same questions like vultures around a wounded prey. “She has no wolf scent.” “How can she be Luna without a proper transformation?” “Her powers manifested too suddenly.” I sat through it all in silence, jaw clenched, eyes cold. Kael growled low inside me the entire time, restless, pissed off. I couldn’t blame him.

, I ask him. He raise a brow. “Does the little she wolf want to know more about the big bad hellhound?” I laugh. “You..you did not just call yourself that”. He laughed. “I did, didn’t I? There’s more to hellhounds Crinka. One, we’re undeniably sexy”, he said with a smirk. I resist the urge to laugh. “Two, a hellhound bite can kill a werewolf, a vampire, and sometimes faes”.

She, after all, was the Luna of the pack who oversaw the repairs and recover from this disaster. Two people she assumed were the coven leaders stepped out of the second vehicle and approached. “Good morning. Thank you for being so prompt. I am Helena Harris, the Luna of the Black Dane Pack.” Helena stepped forward but didn’t offer her hand. It was a protection. Touching could transfer magic or poisons. If they wanted trust, they needed to build it up between them.

"What do we have here?" "A little lost puppy?" An elderly wolf sprang from the mist, its fur gray and unkempt. One milky eye examined me, while the other, bright blue, radiated intellect. "I-I'm not lost," I said. "I am looking for a ghost orchid." The old wolf's good eye grew wider. "Are you now? What would a little wolf like you want from such a hazardous flower?" I straightened my spine. "I am Luna from the Blackmoon pack.

My wolf was not the only one who wanted to kill me ,by the looks of things so did Luna Zelda and weirdly enough the reason was the same…the mate bond. I had two options, either die at my wolf’s hand or die at Luna Zelda’s hands either way I was going to die. I watched as she slowly made her walk towards me and I Just laid there unable to defend myself when I saw a big bluer of my mates bloody humanoid hellhound grab Luna Zelda by the neck before he threw her against the wall in complete and utter fury. The humanoid hellhound took calculated slow steps towards Zelda’s form and grabbed her off the floor by her silky long locks.

The assailant tried to free their hand from the Luna's firm grip but Noelle wasn't haven't any of it as she pinned them to the bed, holding their own dagger against the neck. "I don't understand why you even try to cover your face, Livian." Noelle said emotionlessly, her wolf was in full control of her body. "You are supposed to mask your scent as well. I am the Luna, you shouldn't underestimate to not know each and every one of my pack members' scent!" "You are not the real Luna!" She screeched too loudly. This had Hunter and Ezekiel's attention and they took off in the direction, fearing for both the she-wolves' lives. "You wouldn't have let him die if you were!"

I say with a laugh as I laugh manically when Chaos comes forward as I grow taller, meeting his eye level. “But I can! I am the last Luna Wolf.” Chaos howls loud and long, causing the ground to shake as roars ring out from around the pack grounds as the spirit wolves come out of the treeline. Moments later, the doors to the packhouse open as the warriors of hell and the hell hounds pile out.

Luna Flora narrowed her eyes and stood up, her lethal voice was dripping with venom. “Zayn is my son, and he has promised to mark Aria. I have already made it clear to him, and it’s time to warn you, miss incomplete she-wolf!” Nova bared her claws as the direct attack of comparing her with the shifters boiled her blood, she growled loudly. “Is she the same Luna Flora you talked about, Helena? I hate her!” I pushed her away to listen intently as Luna Flora disclosed the biggest absurdity of the century.