Luna Nightshade Novels & Stories

Documents that half of both packs wanted burned along with me. "They see me as a betrayal," I said quietly, wiping blood from my cheek. "Luna of Nightshade, sister to Silver Moon's Alpha. I'm either abandoning you or infiltrating them." "You're surviving," Leon corrected, but his eyes held the exhaustion we all felt. "Derek's messenger arrived an hour ago. Another attempt at Nightshade—Vera's people. He handled it."

Lars looked even more shocked. “Yes. Darin wanted her dead so he took the title. He wanted Kristen to mate with to make strong blooded daughters but since he is dead, Vin has focused on Penny. She is a true alpha. She currently holds the title of Alpha. However, she prefers to be known as her role as Luna here. I think she doesn’t want the ties to that pack. Her blood will make for the strongest potion and make all the human werewolves possible.” “I feel like I am missing something here. So far, you have done great at handling your business. Between the two of you, you have enough men and power on your side. Why do you need us?”

He said, his hand on my hair tightened even more, yanking my head back to whisper straight in my ears. "I'm going to tell you what your fate from now on will be, Listen carefully Rose, I don't know who you were or where you came from but! You are no longer a rogue or a no one, you are the Luna of the Red Moon pack, You will start learning what your duties will be and be a good Luna to everyone, to everyone we will be the Alpha and Luna, a happy couple but you will lose all your power and rights the minute we enter this room, to me, you will be nothing more than a slut, a whore that spreads her legs with no question, you have no right to say no or refuse, you will take my cock however I give

“When you are ready, I can take you to the hospital, and you can get started. I was there for a while and honestly don’t remember a female doctor. It would be nice to have one for situations… like these.” “Thank you, Luna.” She smiled at me, and I told her not to call me that. It wasn’t official or anything. “You're being here makes it official. Being a luna isn’t about being the alpha’s mate. Anyone can do that. It’s about who you are and how you take care of the pack.” From her statement, I thought I should start asking everyone what they thought a good luna was and do some research. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask your name.”

he spoke cryptically and raised his hands towards the heavens. Something gleamed in them, shining like a small diamond as he brought his hands down and extended them towards me. An almond-sized milky stone lay on his palms. I watched it in awe as it pulsated with energy, seeming alive. "This is the last of the moonstones but this one is special. That's why it's called a Luna stone. It's meant for a Queen who will rule alongside the King to safeguard all the werewolves. It's yours. Protect the werewolf kind with it," he spoke with kindness but authority.

After a long bath, I returned to the room where I saw several maids with rows of dresses. "Good morning, Luna." They all greeted in unison while bowing low. My lips twitched. I really wasn't used to this... I stepped forward, and a few maids immediately approached. They dried my skin and applied lotions, after which I was fully clothed. Light makeup was applied on my face, and when they were done, the one in the mirror was no longer the Slave Selena people used to know___ She had transitioned into a Luna... Luna Selena.

If anything, her quiet, seething hatred was even more terrifying than the horrible things she’d said and done before. Her cold eyes lingered briefly on my new hair, then my necklace. She said nothing. Just looked away like I wasn’t even there. Samson tapped the side of his glass with his knife, drawing everyone’s attention. “All of you have heard the news already,” he said. He turned to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. “This girl, this wonderful girl who fate brought to our pack over a month ago, is the newest member of Nightshade pack—and she might just be my son’s future Luna.”

"And I'm done apologizing for it." "Damn right." Knox raises his coffee cup. "To our Luna. Walking back into hell with her head held high." "To Jolie." The others echo. We spend the next hour going over details. Cass shows us maps of the Nightshade Estate, pointing out entry and exit points. Luna reviews dossiers on expected guests—alphas from neighboring packs, Council liaisons, Whitmore family members. Phoenix confirms the blessed silver wedding bands will carry protective enchantments as well as symbolic weight.

The main room was packed with people, all facing the center where Marcus stood there. Her Marcus. Tall and handsome with his blonde hair that caught the light. His bright smile that used to make her heart skip. He wore formal clothes, the kind pack members wore for important occasions. For matings. For anniversaries. Next to him stood Isla. Lyra's best friend. The girl she'd grown up with. The one she'd told all her secrets to. The one she'd trusted with everything. Isla wore a beautiful dress, deep blue like the evening sky. And on her head sat a silver circlet, the mark of a Luna.