Loving The Reborn Luna: Never Letting Go Novels & Stories

Chosen. --- That evening, as the moon rose full and white above the mountains, the pack gathered in a great circle at the heart of River Heart. Candles flickered. Children laughed. Elders wept softly into their hands. It was our rebirth. Nathaniel stepped forward, his voice deep and sure. “This is the Luna who brought the war to its knees. Who stood in fire, who bled and did not break. Our mother of moonlight.” He turned to me, then knelt.

Lobo had already passionately told me then, "Freya, I love you. Even if we are not meant to be together, you are the only person my pack members will ever accept as Luna since they will never accept anyone else! I make a solemn vow that no one else will ever exist. The same man who had previously firmly chosen me and given me the world appeared before me, this time cradling another girl in his arms. I stood before them, quivering with barely contained wrath, the unshed tears clouding my vision as the memories of the last few years kept rushing through my head. I clung tenaciously to my skirt as I made a valiant effort to divert my attention away from the agony of my broken heart and willed m

I was mated to Alpha Carlo for fifty damn years. However, He kill me cruelly with all of our kids! Just to revive his dead first love. After this horrible, tearing pain, I found myself back fifty years. Right on that goddamn mating ceremony day. "I, Rosa, refuse to forge a soul-link with Alpha Carlo!" My hand trembled as I took off the ornate headdress, the symbol of a Luna’s honor, and announced it to everyone. "I willingly give up my claim to be Luna."

But she pulled so hard that I felt my brain was being pulled out. "Stop it!" I shuddered; that voice was too familiar, the voice of the man I once loved; it was so masculine and bold. This time, I was very sure that I had indeed reincarnated into the past. "Has the moon goddess taken pity on me and decided to give me a second chance?" I started crying, tears of joy. A cold, masculine hand touched my face and slowly wiped the tears off it. I was too busy with my thoughts that I was oblivious to when Stella left, and now, just like in the past, he came to console me.

Denver couldn’t believe how things had changed overnight…literally. He had prepared to go to bed that night with the despair he felt, giving up on ever getting his mate back when she had ran up to him, shivering and drenched in rain. He had been given a second chance and for that he was grateful to the moon goddess. She really wasn’t going to allow her children, especially an Alpha and Luna to be torn apart like that, was she? He promised himself that he was going to be very careful with this second chance he had been given and he would spend everyday, loving Claude and proving himself worthy of her love as well. Maybe that was why he was standing in front of her door with a modest bouquet o

" There was silence after her words. Heavy. Sacred. Then— a howl ripped through the air. A single voice, wild and unclad, burst from the throng—then another. And another. Until the canyon rang with the cry of togetherness, of renewal. Of a pack that was no longer broken. Emereah stood still, wind streaming through her black locks, her gaze fixed on the horizon. The crescent blade still lifted, basking in the golden light of a world reborn. Vera dipped her head, tears running down her ash-streaked cheeks. Rhovan went to his knee, resting his blade on the ground. The others followed, a tide of devotion—unshakable, chosen, fierce. In that moment, Emereah was more than a leader. She was legend.

"Do not test my patience, Avior. If this is a joke, stop at this instant." But Avior did not look scared of her threat. Instead, he looked her in the eyes and uttered words that she honestly thought she had buried long ago. "The power of rebirth. Luna, you have that power, and you will use it to bring back Ellady." Odessa's heart was beating so fast in her chest. She feared it would explode out of her. How did he know about her power? She had no idea how it worked either. So how did he know she could bring someone back?

Because when someone was capable of betrayal once, there would always be a next time. After I got home, I immediately summoned the system and demanded an explanation. "How is this possible?" "Luna signed a rebirth contract through a different method." "What method?" I could not understand it. I had already made a deal with the system. She should not have had another opportunity to be reborn. "She committed suicide ninety-nine times, personally experiencing ninety-nine painful deaths in exchange for one final chance at rebirth. In this lifetime, she has been waiting to reunite with you."

Time was supposed to be unbendable, unbeatable, but I had done it. I, Luna Nyssa, had changed time. Once upon a time, I was once the terrified woman who had looked up into the cold eyes of her mate as he watched her get poisoned to death. The woman in my past life was now nothing more than a distant memory, a past dream, perhaps, even a nightmare. Now that I was standing beside Damien, my one true love, and surrounded by people who actually cared about me. I could hardly recall just how hopeless I had once felt.

“I’m not abandoned. I’m not unloved.” The flame grew brighter and stronger, and Luna felt a sense of strength and courage fill her chest. She stood up and faced the darkness, unafraid and unafraid. “I am loved,” Luna said quietly but firmly, her voice echoing through the empty room. “I am worthy. I am strong.” The darkness receded and the light grew brighter, and Luna felt a sense of peace and calm wash over her. She had faced her deepest fear and overcome it without losing herself. Luna opened her eyes and found herself back in the sacred clearing, standing in front of the stone altar. The crowd was silent, watching her with a mixture of respect and awe.