Luna Battle Novels & Stories

I was trying without success to convince myself that the aching in my heart had nothing to do with Dylan and Declan's absence. "The battle is over, Luna." The totally unfamiliar warrior announced with eyes that shone with relief and admiration. I didn't know I was holding my breath, until I let it out in a rush. I will never agree that for a second I had wished it was Dylan and Declan who had knocked on the door, or that I was disappointed when I heard an unfamiliar voice. Mine had to be the worst wedding night there was. "TwinMoon pack won,"He added and I beamed. It was my first battle as Luna, and winning meant a lot to me. But what was most important was that the environment was now safe

"But Luna, understand what you're volunteering for. This battle will be traumatic. You'll see death. You'll have to make impossible choices. And if you fail, if your shields break..." "Then people I love will die. I know." Luna's voice was steady. "But they'll die anyway if I run. At least this way, I'm there to try to save them." The room was silent. Every adult present knew she was right. Knew that Luna's participation, dangerous as it was, gave us the best chance of victory. But no one wanted to say it. Finally, I did. "Luna fights with us. But she stays in the most protected position. Behind our strongest warriors, under our best defenses. She maintains shields and provides strategic sup

Smashed Luna, more than half of her body cratered into the soon to be crumbling walls with a lowered face as fleshed out bleeding cut was seen from her chin including the cut on her chest area made by the Inhumane with the katana earlier, she was expressionless as though she wasn’t feeling a thing then she raised her head staring at the bald princess on her knees before staggeringly stood up as the cut in between Wren’s eyebrow bled down to her smiling face then Wren pressed her left nose and blew out blood from the other one. “Oh my bubbles, don’t you never give up?” Wren clenched her fists staring at Luna with her glossy eyes, the blue fabrics tore from Luna’s blue cape wrapped around her

Luna should be here or she will be forfeited. Here in the underground, we value time. Everyone looked at the entrance door, Luna finally came. She got everyone’s attention with her outfit, I didn’t think that she will prepare for this fight. I smiled. As usual, she walks like a dazzling gorgeous beast. We heard a sound as a sign that the two immortals should enter the battleground. Diego went inside. Before Luna enter the battleground she looked at me and mouthed “watch”, then she smiled. I know that smile.

Oliver came forward. -"To be honest, I wouldn't mind, Luna, but what if we hurt them with our brute force? I wouldn't feel comfortable fighting with a female." The warrior, who first answered me, spoke once again. -"I see. What's your name?" I ask the warrior. -"My name is Luke Heidelberg, Luna." -"Do you all feel the same way as Luke does?" I asked the group, and they all nodded in agreement. I see the girls approaching the training grounds through the corner of my eyes, so I let the boys be for now. Charlotte leads a group of ten females as I walk away from the boys, further into the clearing, and wait for the girls to catch up.

"I am fine. How many times do I have to tell you that?. This is mu decision and I want to stick on it. I know that I can make Kyro loves me. I know I can do it." He sigh in desperation. "Ever heard of underground battle? Uno and Kyro are going to an underground battle. This is a rare case. A Luna having two Alphas. Both of them requested a match and whoever win will claim Selena and whoever lose will have to reject Selena. This is to fix the problem of two Alphas." "What has that something to do with me?" I asked out of frustration, I know what he is trying to slap to my face but why can't he understand.

The battle, for Luna, transcended the physical realm—it was a fight for the legacy she wished to leave for her daughter. Alpha Burst, by Luna's side, provided a steady presence. His unwavering support acted as a foundation for Luna's strength. The battle, though still fierce, took on a different rhythm. The hunters, sensing the tide turning, fought with a desperate ferocity, knowing that the consequences of failure went beyond mere defeat. The moon, a silent witness to the ebb and flow of the battle, hung high in the night sky. Luna, her fur stained with the blood of the fallen, pressed forward. The hunters, despite their resistance, began to falter under Nampa's relentless assault.

When he got just in front of me, I went to move to my left to his blind spot but as if he knew I would do that he switched direction on me and threw himself on top of me nipping at my neck, making the score two to two. This time I let out a growl of frustration as I turned to look at Beta Shawn as he stood a few feet away from me waiting for my move but then I heard the warriors around us begin to chant, “Luna.” And I looked around me to see that every warrior that was training was now watching the battle between Beta Shawn and myself. I was used to the pack watching my sparring but not of this magnitude.

After scanning my appearance, his eyes shift with an angry glare towards Alana. “Why is she down here and not in her bed as she’s supposed to be?” His hand gestures towards me while he ignores speaking to me directly, which has my new inner voice getting angry. “It’s not my fault our Luna was up," she defends herself with a little bitterness in her voice, giving him a glare of her own. She’s the only one who dares to do so and weirdly the only one who seems to get his soft side as she never gets punished as the others would for that behaviour.

Then he threw himself at me. Once again, I dodged and dodged. It became almost like a dance. Jean would move forward and I would move back. Each miss he gave at me only seem to piss him off more. It wasn't helping that the two auburn males behind watching was giving him hell. "Ah shit. You gonna let that little bitch show you up?" They both mocked. "Wait until the camp hears how you got your ass beat by this little girl!" After about ten tries, Jean had had enough. He stopped and lowered himself down and began to shake. I knew well enough that he was preparing to shift. Though I have sparred against wolves, I usually had some form of weapon.