Lumine X Wanderer Novels & Stories

he said, nodding towards my battered silver band, "are hard to come by." "My twin and I wear a matching set," I said, spinning it with my thumb. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because you need to know what we can do." He sat up, eyeing me warily. "When I take it off, the world changes. It looks the same, but foggy, and I don't see people anymore, I see their souls. It's a pretty pointless ability really," I said, staring at my hands. "Lills is different though. She closes her eyes and sees the taken. She can interact with them and hear them speak. I can't. The ones I see are just dim reflections. It doesn't have much of an effect on me, but it takes a lot out of her."

Everyone watched her. Even Rowan straightened slightly, like he already knew what was coming. Elena opened the box slowly, like she was performing a sacred act. Inside was a heavy silver necklace. The chain was thick and detailed, shaped like moons and vines. In the center was a crescent pendant with a moonstone that caught the candlelight and glowed softly. My heart dropped. I knew that necklace. I had seen it in old pack portraits, resting on the necks of past Lunas.

He neared Xyrelle, his eyes widened. That wasn’t a bracelet at all but a pattern inked into her skin, a matrics of swirling lines that was popular on the Luminaris. He froze when realization dawned on him. “You..you—“ He didn’t finish. Xyrelle moved with lightening swiftness, striking out at him with her open hand. Before he could comprehend what was going on, a blow landed on his chest. This would’ve sent him down gasping for air if he had been a human being.

He struck, and the creature shattered into shards of shadow that melted into the ground. Three more emerged. Another man appeared from the trees, lean and laughing, his eyes bright as lightning. “Told you it would happen!” Two others followed. One was silent, with eyes a haunting shade of violet, and one was wrapped in darkness so deep it swallowed the light. They moved like predators, fluid and precise. “What is this?” I shouted. The first man, with gold eyes and command in his every breath, glanced back at me. “The Lumenwild,” he said grimly. “And you just woke it up.”

As I wondered who had set them off, a message from Amy popped up. "Carla, aren't they beautiful? Johnny set off all those fireworks for me. If you know what those fireworks mean, you'd better step aside and give up your title as Luna." I smiled. "You can keep Johnny, but the Luna title stays with me." Right after I sent that, Johnny connected with me through our mind-link, his roar giving me a headache. "Carla! What are you doing?! Amy's been crying ever since she texted you! Do you still want to remain as Luna? If you can't do the work, I'll find someone else who can!"

And that intention, that conscious choice to approach with a purpose rather than as mindless prey, created a resonance within the Void Walker that it hadn't encountered in millennia. "You seek... communication?" the Void Walker's presence asked, its vast consciousness briefly focusing on Luna in a way that felt less like consumption and more like curiosity. "Yes," Luna said urgently, fighting to maintain coherence. "I'm the Silver Moon Luna. I created a sanctuary for the refugees you've been hunting. I want to offer you a deal." "A deal?" The Void Walker's hunger pulsed with something that might have been amusement. *You offer me a deal while I consume you?"

All of them are marked with bright red runes. Morrana’s troops... Lena gasps. “There’s so many.” Lucien stands beside me. “She’s testing us. This isn’t the real war. Just a warning.” “What do we do?” I whisper. Xander growls. “We fight.” He shifts into his dog form. The others follow. Lucien shifts too...into a giant black wolf with bright red eyes. I hesitate. Then I feel the crystal in my pocket. I close my eyes… and call the light. When I open them, I’m no longer scared.

The surroundings are noisy. Music and loud cheers are everywhere. Today is the annual pack party of the Starlight Hallow Pack. The crowd yelled when their Alpha and his family comes out of the stage. Well build body, trimmed beard, and blue eyes are the face of the honorable rank number three werewolves ambassador, Alpha Lino Lumayag. His Luna with blonde hair and green mossy eyes is standing proudly on his right side. And their beautiful daughter, which is a carbon copy of her mother and with the same eyes as her father, waving shyly at everyone to his left side.

“You are a Luna hybrid. Healing is part of your heritage. Love is your power. Go, your people await.” A shadowy mist lifted from the trees, the oppressive darkness finally clearing, leaving the world bathed in soft, silver light and the distant sound of crickets. I sat there, numb and in awe, holding their hands. “Looks like you’re more powerful than you thought my Love,” Xander said, his voice rough, but teasing. I managed a small smile. “Guess I’m a badass after all.” “Damn right,” Simone added, grinning through the pain. We knew we couldn’t travel yet, our bodies still wrecked, our spirits barely pieced together. I gathered our bag and pitched two tents under the clearing sky. Simone sett

“Her walking through restrictions? Get very used to it.” Inside the chamber was a dome of glass and crystal. No furniture. No shelves. There was just a circular platform in the center, suspended slightly above the ground, with luminous streams flowing toward it from all directions like rivers of light. Above the platform hovered a three-dimensional map of Luminary—glowing, turning slowly. Continents, cities, mountains, and oceans are all made of pure luminous threads. Seraphine’s mouth fell open. “It’s… beautiful," Rian almost cried. “This is the greatest day of my life.”