Luna Heartsong Werewolf Novelas e Histórias

she said quietly. "What?" "I said get out, Nyra. Leave now." I made my eyes wide like I was hurt and shocked. "I was just trying to help." "You've helped enough. Get out." I picked up the tray since she wasn't going to eat and headed to the door. I stopped there. "I'm really sorry, Rael. For everything, i hope you find peace here. But you have to understand, things are different now. I'm Luna. Corvin's my husband, this is my pack. There's no place here for you anymore except as a guest."

He keeps glancing at me out of the corner of his eyes and it is making the silence awful. Finally, I can’t handle the silence any longer. “Tell me about yourself.” “What do you want to know?" He replies. "Do you have a wife?" I ask boldly. Alfred turns his neck to the side and swallows hard. “Are you asking if I have found my mate?" Once again, I feel embarrassed. “I don't know what that is?" "Oh," he responds, scratching the back of his neck. "A mate is a person that the Moon Goddess has chosen for you. They are meant to complete you. A lycan is the strongest with his fated mate by his side."

Of me. "Nineteen years you let them treat you like prey." The wolf's growl deepened, sharp as claws against stone, deadly as winter wind. "Nineteen years you cowered and wept and begged for mercy that never came. But we are not prey. We never were." Her voice dropped to a whisper that somehow sounded like a roar. "We are wolf. We are predator. We are Luna." The word hit me like lightning. Luna. Not just any wolf, but the moon's daughter. The alpha female. The queen of the pack.

A small, yet powerful boyish voice spoke up and everyone’s gaze flew to the boy shrugging out of his mother’s hold and coming to stand in the middle of everyone. What? Was that Axl’s son? My…son? His blue irises had bled away to reveal a fierce orange that glowed with protective anger and while small, his aura loomed over everyone else’s except mine. Only special wolves could achieve such auras at that kind of age. His teeth ground together furiously as he glared at Stella who looked unnerved as fuck. By all things that were holy, was the boy a Lycan…just like me? Another voice piped up too. This one was a girl’s and it was just as strong as the boy’s. “My momma won’t be getting any punishme

"What do we have here?" "A little lost puppy?" An elderly wolf sprang from the mist, its fur gray and unkempt. One milky eye examined me, while the other, bright blue, radiated intellect. "I-I'm not lost," I said. "I am looking for a ghost orchid." The old wolf's good eye grew wider. "Are you now? What would a little wolf like you want from such a hazardous flower?" I straightened my spine. "I am Luna from the Blackmoon pack.

He stepped calmly toward the angry wolves that never dared to pass the gates of the Blue Castle. One of the Brown alphas screamed, “That girl belongs to the Brown Pack, Alpha Harvey!” “We demand her!” another added. “She almost killed our Heir Alpha!” Harvey growled, the dominance of his voice silenced all the wolves including the Brown Alphas, “Shut the f*ck up! The woman who enters the Blue Castle gates belongs to me. Tell every wolf in the city, Aikiz della Luna is the protégée of Harvey Blue, the son of old Lycans.”

How could such a selfless wolf be tied to such a selfish man? “I,” she began with a heavy heart, “Cortina, wolf and counterpart to Chloe Mills, the fated Luna of the Fire Moon Pack, hereby reject you,” she gasped, breathing nervously, sadness bubbling into tears in her eyes, “Rome, wolf and counterpart to Cameron Haine, future Alpha of the Fire Moon Pack.”

My wolf lifts up her snout, elongating her spine as she howls up to the moon. I was no longer just a human, I was now a werewolf too. I was a Luna. THE END

His gaze darted around the hall before he spoke out loud. “I, Alpha Victor Laurant, will give you your Luna in one month. She, Sophia Berge, will be the Luna of the Moon Valley Pack. She is an omega and a mateless wolf. I'm sure you don't have any issues with it. If you do, you know your Alpha can solve any problem by simply moving his hand.”

by a marriage contract, Huda had been left to rot in the human world. “It's not fair,” Huda spat, pacing the small room like a caged animal. Her wolf was restless, flicking through the surface of her skin in jagged, nervous shifts. “You're Luna. You wear silks and eat at the Alpha’s table while I’m counting pennies for bread. Why does the Goddess love you and hate me?"