Luna Gallery の小説・ストーリー

I hadn’t expected everyone to place so much importance on my crowning as Luna. The door to my room opened, and Christina stepped inside. Seeing me by the window, she spoke gently. “My Lady, since today is your special day, your breakfast is ready. I’ll bring it in myself.” I didn’t turn around. Instead, I asked quietly, “Christina… tell me the truth. What do people really think about me becoming the Luna of the pack?” Silence followed.

Lars tossed me a schedule sheet. “I have a list of equipment needed for missions as well as a map of location of wolf friendly hospitals.” Aston gave us each a piece of paper. After another bite, Carson spoke up again. “This is good.” “I got a report from Jacob. They are building an undergrown panic room for all Lunas. It should be finished in a day or two since it became their only project until it was finished. Have your luna’s ready to go in there and know where it is at.” Alec instructed everyone.

He reiterated. “What does it means to be a Luna?” she quizzed. The name Luna sounded strange to her. she had no idea of what it means. “You will have to come with me to get the rest of your questions answered.” He retorted. “I promise to take good care of you. Now that I have found you, there is no possibility that I will ever leave you. Sheila, trust me and live a happy and free life. The kind of live you’ve always wished for lies in you being my Luna. Come with me. my lady.” Garrett said. Offering her a hand. She stares at his hand for a while, contemplating if to oblige or not. She looked into his eyes if at all she could trust him. She had a careful think about Garrett’s offer of help to

Luna Queen Everyone was sitting in the big hall of Werewolf Counseling. Five counseling members were sitting on five high chairs in front. A beautiful woman was standing right in front of them. "Queen, all this evidence proves that you are no longer worthy of the title of Luna." one of the council informed her of their decision. The Queen carefully observed all the counselors sitting in front of her. Queen had already suspected that something would definitely go wrong here. "Luna Queen, do you have something to say?" A council asked questions in accordance with the rules.

Smiling Mason laughed, "How can I possibly be the host of the evening without my hostess?" "Hostess?" Danica squeaked out as Mason reached an arm around her waist. "Yup," Smiling he began leading her into the crowd. As they passed group after group of people Danica couldn't help but feel people's questioning gazes on her. Of course they would be curious after all she was cuddled up to their Alpha. She couldn't help but find herself wondering exactly what their reaction would be once they found out that she was their future Luna. Would they be upset by the notion? Would they easily accept her? What if they were to find out that she isn't able to change? Would they want a Luna like that?

Hearing that Elena’s party might be canceled, Killian countered unhappily, "Why should this conflict with her party? We actually need a grand banquet right now to lift everyone's spirits." "But... your Luna, Sheilah, still hasn't returned," the elder noted. "Word is she went to gather silverleaf for you." Killian scoffed. "I don't believe a single word. Sheilah would never go gather silverleaf! This is just another one of her lies. She ran away in a tantrum because she's jealous of Elena. It serves her right to suffer a little out there!" Hearing those words, my dead heart somehow still ached.

Nine of the most powerful Lunas in North America, each one radiating authority that makes my skin prickle. I recognize a few from research-Luna Victoria Sterling from the East Coast packs, Luna Helena Blackwood from the Southern coalition, Luna Diana Frost from the Northern territories. The others are equally formidable. And in the gallery behind them, I spot the Conservative Alpha block. Alpha James. Alpha Marcus. Alpha Richard. All watching with undisguised hostility. Kael’s hand finds the small of my back, a possessive, grounding touch. “You’ve got this,” he murmurs. “Mr. Thorne,” Luna Victoria speaks, her voice like silk over steel. “Please take your seat in the gallery. Luna Sage will p

I watched to see the lucky guy. “Our winner for today’s contest is Leo Houston!” Everyone stared around for the Leo guy including me, where is he?? I expects such a lucky person to run out smiling or even jumping but there was not even a sign of the Leo guy. I stretched my legs to see through the crowds. My eyes. searching for the lucky guy. I caught the lady’s eyes on me. It dawned on me that Leo Houston was my new name, since I turned to my new identity— boy. “Leo Houston, Where are you? Walk forward!” She said again. I gathered every strength and walked forward. I couldn’t grasp the shock.

“Mate tattoo?” He nodded, his fingers grazing the edge of the design. “Every mated she-wolf has one. But when it comes to a Luna, it appears in rare and unique designs just like yours. It’s a symbol of your connection to your mate—or mates,” he added, his tone dipping with significance and emphasis. “I know what it symbolizes, Lucien,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “How did this happen?” Lucien tilted his head, his gaze searching mine. “When you said that you accepted me as one of your mates and maybe the kiss.”