Luna Ares Novel Novels & Stories

He had to assume his mother had been the one to bring that in. "I'm fine," she said, only glancing at him this time. "Your mom has been taking very good care of me. That is the Luna's job, after all, isn't it? To be nurturing? While the Alpha is supposed to go out and conquer the enemy and teach the warriors how to fight."

They lay on the ground helplessly, and my Luna was already getting first aid treatment from the pack's omegas. "What's the meaning of this I'm seeing, Aysel? Who did this to you both? Tell me, and I'll strangle them to death," I reverberated. "Who else, if not your Luna?" she responded in a low tone. I was dumbfounded by what I heard. "What happened to her too if she was the one that did this to you? Was she the one that injured herself too?" I asked, burning in rage.

“What are you doing here?” “I live here,” she said. Then her eyes landed on me. “Oh. The Luna.” She said Luna like it was a dirty word. --- My room was on the 3rd floor. Next to Ares’. “Security,” he said. “You’re never alone.” The room was huge. Black and gold. Weapons on the wall. A window with bulletproof glass. I set my bag down. “Who’s Serena?” I asked. Ares went still. “My ex-fiancée,” he said. “Political arrangement. Ended 2 years ago.”

My only memories of us were getting each other necks and seeing who wins affection from Dominic. My brain starts to hurt again as I see the air in static. I am going through my brain about any of the events mentioned. I could remember the forest, a community called the Blue Moon Pack owned by an Alpha and Luna. Two demon twins, Arlo and Saye, Camila, a Jaguar shifter, a Dire wolf named Kaze, and a gentle ogre named Takkar. I remember all the good times I had with them, but I suddenly feel like they are slowly drifting from my memory. I remembered their names but not their face. No matter how hard I tried to get the image in my head, I felt a stinging pain.

I’m so sorry, my Queen,” Amara whispered as she stepped into Luna Anita’s chambers. The air was heavy with tension. Luna Anita, seated in her high-backed chair, turned her cold, unreadable gaze on the girl standing before her. Amara trembled under her scrutiny, her heart racing with guilt and fear. For a moment, Luna Anita simply studied her. It struck her then—she hadn’t truly taken the time to look at Amara, the girl she’d taken in as an infant. Now standing before her was not the child she had raised, but a young woman of remarkable beauty.

“We have to introduce our new luna to the pack.” “We aren’t mated, it’s called guest.” Piercy’s hand wrapped around my arm so hard before my back slammed against the wall, knocking the wind out of me. Even the picture shook above me, threatening to fall. “Piercy!” Gavin put his hand on Piercy’s arm. I knew I was going to have fingerprint bruises. “Stop. With. The. Fucking. Attitude.” Piercy growled so low that I wondered if anyone else heard him. “You will be known as Luna, and you will do it with a fucking smile.”

I love to be alone anytime am in great pain or anger. “I’m sorry my Luna,” I thought I got the voice wrong, but no, I wasn’t. It was Leslie speaking to me again. My anger rose like a cowboy running the contested race, and I wished I knew how to stop his voice from coming when he speaks once more, “Not my fault my Luna, it was because you are my mate. I can’t wait to introduce you to my father, who was also my Alpha.” His words confused me, what did he mean by the word luna, mate, and Alpha, what is wrong with this guy, what is wrong with me?

I recognized it immediately — the undeniable pull of true mates. “Aurora,” Asher whispered, “I think Luna is my mate.” Then he walked away. I saw Asher and Luna take slow steps toward each other, eyes fixed to each other. My heart swelled with joy for Asher. And I thank the moon goddess for giving him a second chance. I stood there, with the Key of Harmony in my hand, and wondered hopefully toward a new future.

I mean he is an alpha, there must be lots of girls who wanted this position of Luna so they could stand by him. Furthermore, having a male Luna is frowned upon since they cannot produce an offspring. But anyways, let’s not think about that yet. Going back to the main topic, the thing that kept on giving me a headache wasn’t because of his pack members but instead it was my wolf, Lisa. Lisa have told me that the first time me and Leon met, she already knew we were mates but because I was suffering from my past rejection, Lisa didn’t tell me, not wanting to worry me. But since that day Lisa and Leon’s wolf have been communicating with each other and their bond has strengthened. Meaning she wan

Luna's face transformed with such pure joy that my heart ached. "She made a noise. Did you hear? She's so perfect." Luna looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. "Mama, she's so perfect and tiny, and I love her already." I took a picture with my phone, capturing Luna holding newborn Alice, both their faces showing the vulnerability of new life and fierce love. A moment of pure hope in the middle of preparing for war. That night, Luna finished the blanket. She worked until dawn, stitching protection wards with shaking fingers, whispering prayers to the Moon Goddess over each symbol. When she finally collapsed from exhaustion, the blanket glowed faintly with magic.