Romans & histoires Lullaby Yuna

A shaky, delicate whisper danced through graves before wrapping around us in a haunting hug. "Lullaby and goodnight, With roses bestride With lilies bedecked, 'neath baby's sweet bed May thou sleep, may thou rest, may thy slumber be blest May thou sleep, may thou rest, may thy slumber be blest…" Each word was grief-stricken and broken. It was obvious who it was when the words were clear enough to understand: the mournful cry of a mother who knew her child was going to die. Tear stains trailed down her cheeks as Luna Emma worked. Dirt was smudged across her face that almost hid the dark bags beneath her eyes. My heart ached for her as she worked. Luna Emma was oblivious to our presence, lost

The expression on their faces told me how silly my question was. “Nailah? Who is Nailah?" Axel asked. “You are the Luna of this pack, you can even ask Zephyr to be your maid, however Nailah is, you definitely can have her.” Dante concluded. " True baby, I would be better off serving you by your side in bed all day than going to the off right now but fate is not fair and we have to leave now.” Zephyr winked at me as they all said their goodbyes and left me alone to myself in the room.

“You think she’s just another pup. But she isn’t. She’s the one who will unite bloodlines that never should’ve met. She’s Luna-born. The Queen your kind forgot.” “That’s a myth.” Yuna smiled. “So was the Moon, once.” I didn’t ask her to stay. But she did. That night, she lit candles in a circle and whispered words in a language I didn’t know. She touched my stomach and cried. Not out of fear—but awe. “She’s more than you know,” Yuna said. “And she’s already being hunted.” Elsewhere, Lilith screamed in her sleep. She woke up and tangled in her own hair, her breath shallow, nails tearing at the sheets. The dream wouldn’t let go—fire, ice, and a cry that shattered glass. A child with silver eye

With these last words I held my head high and as a Luna I had the power to do this, to punish her and send her away. Trying to steady my shaky breathing and aching muscles, I turned to see if I could find something to wear, while June quietly sobbed behind me. The door opened with a bang and Luke walked in with Ryan and Mila's mate behind. "What the hell happened?? And why the fuck is your Luna standing there naked?!" I felt thunder from Luke's voice echo around the room and it made me chuckle, he has no idea what's coming his way. "Alpha… Luna, was… she has…" Tyrell stumbles over his words trying to explain, while casting his eyes away from me.

It is very difficult to not worry over the way they treated me; they would bathe other babies but wouldn't bathe mine. What hurts me the most is that, as the Alpha's daughter, the supposed Luna of my father's pack, I am now an object of Mockery; my title was stripped off; I cannot step my foot into our territory except by hiding; all this just because of a one-night sex, an experience I hold no grid on. Clicking her tongue while clattering the pair of scissors in her hands, she gazed at my little Leo and said, "He is so pretty." She brought out the thermometer from the tray to check my baby. She is beautiful with her curly long hair and a bluish eye color.

Not that he ever did. "You're alive!" Cara squealed again and I looked up to see my petite maid, standing on a cliff nearby, her pretty pale face framed by black curls. She had the widest blue eyes ever and they fitted her innocence perfectly. "But your hair is all messed up! It took me an hour to get it combed perfectly, Luna!" I grinned at her whining, my liquid brown eyes twinkling in mockery, and swam farther away from her. "Cara, get into the water! It feels wonderful!"

My shoulders shook. For ten years, I did everything for the side-chicks he brought home. Cooked for them. Washed their clothes. Massaged their backs. Scrubbed their feet. At night, I knelt outside their room, listening to their moans. After, I cleaned their bath and picked up the mess. I was the Luna—but I lived like a servant. Called when needed. Forgotten when not. Out of guilt, I stayed. Took it all. Hoped maybe, somehow, he'd stop hating me.

Why did he need to know her age? “Tell me!” The banished beta roared, demanding an answer. “Twenty-four! God! Twenty-four!” The she-wolf shouted out loud. Nabeel immediately released her. His eyes widened in disbelief, mumbling a name, “Yona.” This time, it was the she-wolf who took her turn to be stunned, “You know my name?” *** “So, who is she?” Toby asked Nabeel as the two followed the girl named Yona to the run-down area in the town.

"I wouldn't change anything either, my life has been worth living since you appeared in it, my beautiful Luna Queen, my mate, I love you Georgina my Fearless Luna." "I love you my mate , my Alpha King." END

She stretched out her slender hands and said with a charming smile, “Mr. Caden, may I invite you to a dance?” The scene shocked everyone present. Who was Yuna? She was from the Lawsons of the Capital and the executive chairman of Longevity Pharmaceuticals in Cansington. She was a goddess, an heiress of a wealthy family. A goddess like her was inviting the Callahans’ live-in-son-in-law to a dance? Everyone was dumbfounded and could not believe the scene before them, thinking they were hallucinating. ‘What’s happening?’ James was also stunned. Luke finally stood up from the floor and approached them with dissatisfaction. “Yuna, even if you don’t like me or aren’t willing to accept me, you don’