Lum X Ataru Novels & Stories

He pulled the red feather through the connection, and every time he tugged, I felt Lumi’s heartbeat stutter across the miles. "Stop it, Kael!" I lunged forward, but the black web caught my ankles. It felt like cold oil, thick and suffocating, pulling me down into the black sand. "You don't see the danger, Amara," Kael said. His voice was a monotone drone, vibrating with the authority of a God. "Lumi is the XIX. She is the fire that will burn the world to ash. To save the pack, I must extinguish the spark."

A look of pride appeared in his eyes, making his eyes look a little glossy. “I still haven’t decided if I am going to accept the role as Luna. I do belong to another pack and just because we are mates, doesn’t mean I will just leave them. Have you forgotten the main reason I came here? I got lucky last time, but I doubt luck will be on my side the next time. It isn’t just the pack that needs to prepare, we all do.”

“You made it.” “Who are you?” Autumn’s voice trembled with both curiosity and caution. “Names are slippery here,” Luma replied, her smile cracking like old porcelain under pressure. “But you can call me Luma.” Autumn’s brow furrowed, a storm of questions swirling within her. “What are you?” Luma’s laughter was a haunting melody. “Not a what. A who. I’m a soul-keeper. Merchant. Witness. Collector of what the veil casts aside.”