Novel & Cerita Lumine X Wanderer

I didn't know the experiment would turn out this way, with me getting railed by the very creature I was supposed to study. But let's rewind to how it all started. My name's Dr. Grace Sullivan, lead xenobiologist on Project Orion. We'd been tracking alien species for years, but this one was different, a rogue shifter from the outer colonies. Our team caught him rampaging through the quarantine zone, a massive, hulking beast that looked like a twisted wolf on steroids. Fur matted with blood, large claws , eyes glowing red with fury. He was ugly as sin, all snarls and raw power, nothing like the elegant forms we'd documented before.

Now it stood as a monument to past violence, a place heavy with pack history and death. Lucien waited in the center of the cathedral’s remains, standing among the bodies of his own assassins. Five wolves lay dead around him, their throats torn out or chests ripped open. He’d killed them himself for failing their missions. “I wondered when you’d arrive,” Lucien said as I approached. His scarred face was barely visible in the shadows. “The new Guardian. How does it feel to be chosen by ancient magic?” I shifted to human form, unconcerned about vulnerability. The artifact’s power hummed through me, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

I reached into myself,into the bond we shared and tore it out. The pain was instant. Blinding. Like knives raking through every nerve, every memory. My knees hit the stone, blood spilling from my mouth as I forced the essence of my wolf into my hand,a swirling, glowing shard of wild, golden light. I cast it into the fire. The Soul Flame screamed. Then it consumed him. Riven l's last cry echoed through me like a dying star. And then... silence. An emptiness I’d never known settled inside me.

The Luna’s heart stopped at her daughter’s voice. She turned, only to see a Wanderer lunging at Aurelia. Without thought, she abandoned her guard, sprinting to her child’s side. Her blade cut clean, striking the Wanderer down. For a fleeting moment, relief. She gathered her daughter in her arms, her hands trembling as she brushed Aurelia’s face. “Are you hurt? Tell me!” But Aurelia’s blue eyes widened in terror. She lifted her small finger, pointing behind her mother. Her lips quivered, but no sound came.

Xavier We break through the tree line like a living storm. The clearing explodes into my vision—firelight, bodies, snarls, the sharp crack of bone against bone—and my heart slams into my ribs so hard it hurts. For half a second, all I can see is chaos. Wolves in every shade of gray and brown clash with Lycan forms that tower over them, the ground torn to mud beneath clawed feet. Then I see her. “Tirianna.”

"It is time for you to find a new Luna who can fit the image you want." Alpha Robert's eyes widen slightly but I don't flinch. And neither does the resolve burning in my chest.

They aren't just solely from our pack; they are from other packs, other realms—humans, zombies, pixies, fairies, and other supernaturals. They aren't allowed into any packs or realms except Wraithland, where they have been banished. It is then I notice the deep X scar on his neck. If any of the wanderers are caught in these parts, they wouldn't be spared. No wonder he looks so pale and lifeless. "You are a wanderer?" "I exalt myself above that name." "What if you had been caught? You know what they do to people like you—" His sudden frown makes me recoil. "I don't fear death or torture. But I do inflict it on people." His smirk returns, and then he steps closer, placing his hands on my sleev

Zara’s POV The wheels of the carriage where I sat rocked slightly as it moved forward, the clatter of potholes against the dirt road filling the silence. I sat stiffly, my hands resting on my lap, my fingers twisting together anxiously. Every breath felt heavier than usual, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me as Alpha Cade's words replayed in my head. 'A meal for the feral wolves'

He's one of the most strongest people he has ever fought. Kazuha is visibly shocked at the display of power. In Japan, there is one Sen with a famous reputation that matches his description. As a powerful Sen herself, she has met other chi users, some of which are her teachers. There was one chi user in her generation who surpassed everyone without a teacher and the only one in Japan whom she hadn’t met. She has been curious of him since the junior tournaments. Even though Kazuha won the tournaments, she believe he is the real winner. He just doesn't want to make an appearance outside of the preliminary rounds. He was known as The Wanderer and one of the Four Seasons of Japan.

One notable quality. "He's the only warrior in our force who can track a Lumen signature at distance," Xavier said, on the call. "We use him specifically during forest operations to locate you when the visual contact breaks. He reads the resonance like a navigator. Without him, we lose your position the moment you're more than forty metres from the nearest comms-linked warrior." I stood at the passage and felt the implication land. "They weren't trying to kill me," I said.