Luna Rising Novels & Stories

Luna couldn't tell what was wrong with his behavior. “We. Are. Done.” She trembled as she spoke; the first step she thought was going to help her get accepted into the pack wasn't going to work out. She wanted to get engaged to Adrian to be accepted into the pack, but it was useless. She was going to be seen as some forbidden pest by him. She knew she deserved more than that, so she forced her quivering lips to move. “I, Luna Ramloussa, the Altamunar of Lunar Crest..."

Ashton said worriedly Riana was Ashton's wife and she was going into heat Since I marked Life she has become the official Luna of the white moon pack and as a result, her going into heat will be a catalyst for all other females and the full moon is not helping either at all! Fuck! fuck! Fuck! We have to leave but I even have to talk to that guy whoever that is!

I said, and I kept a close eye on his face. Byron definitely seemed to get instantly uncomfortable and began to fidget slightly, which gave me a pit in my stomach. Maybe they were hiding something from me. "Oh, yes, Luna," he paused for the first time, as if trying to decide how much, or what, he should say. "Luna is definitely a powerful position, but it doesn't necessarily mean they have a powerful wolf. Luna is the female head of the pack. She is the most respected female by everyone." "How can you have an Alpha and a Luna though? Don't they fight then? And how does the Luna get her title? By birth, like the Alpha?"

And none is yet to actually do this right. Kyro gave a laugh. ‘’Care to show them how it’s done then?’’ Riza gave a smirk. ‘’Gladly.’’ She made her way over to where a group of girls were. ‘’Who is that?’’ One with long blonde hair asked. ‘’That’s the Luna, Aurora I believe it to be. She came here from Moon Creek pack and that’s what causing all the unrest now.’’ A girl with shorter blonde hair responded. There was a huff. ‘’Well, she doesn’t look like much.’’

She has been searching for anyone connected to the Silver Luna prophecy. "Luna Silver?" I scowled. Like a dream echo, the words seemed familiar. After hesitating, Kane nodded. One of the wolves' legends. A Luna who will rise during the darkest hours, bring the broken packs together, and vanquish the greatest danger. Raven was afraid of what your parents were aware of and guarded. She killed them for that reason. I felt cold when he said it. Suddenly, the fragments of my shattered past felt sharper and heavier. With a faltering voice, I confessed, "I don't understand." What am I supposed to do with any of this? I'm not unique. In exile, I was unable to defend myself at all.

My real one, white, long, rippling, flowed behind me, trailing like smoke. Below me, the kingdom pulsed. Awake and Peaceful. Above me, the moon shone full and pale, watching like an old friend. I didn’t cry. I didn’t speak. But inside me, something ancient stirred. Something I knew would live long after I was gone. The White Luna was never a gift from the gods. She was born in fire. In betrayal. In war. And she rose for every broken soul who thought they weren’t enough. The wind howled once, like it agreed. My eyes flashed silver. And the world… Faded to white.

The couple exchanged vows, promising to love and protect each other till eternity. As the ceremony comes to a close, the pack begins to howl in celebration, their voices echoing through the forest. The newlyweds join in, their howls blending together in a beautiful harmony. As the night wears on, the pack dances and sings, celebrating the love between Alpha Altan and Luna Esen. It is a night that will be remembered for generations to come, a symbol of the enduring bond between werewolves and the moon.

A gush of wind circulated round the room, making the alpha king shiver slightly, he was tempted to open his eyes to heal his curiosity but he fought against it- he had had his own fair share of curses and spells to know better than to do such a dangerous thing. “You can open your eyes”, she said after a while, he opened his eyes to a completely dark room, all the candles had been turned off but he did not ponder too much on that as he had other things to worry about, “What is wrong with her?”, he demanded, taking a step closer but being careful not to pass the circle of salt- for all he knew, there could still be lurking spirits. She signaled to him to move closer as she scattered the salt w

The mark on my shoulder pulsed under moonlight. Not pain, something worse. It whispered my name in a tongue I’d never learned. “Do you hear it too?” Dax asked, voice shaking. I nodded. The Moon wasn’t speaking to me anymore. It was commanding me. Lira entered the war chamber in crimson, not mourning. “The Luna throne sits empty,” she purred. “And the Alpha hesitates. Perhaps I should rule.” The elders didn’t laugh. They listened. She smiled at Vaeron, then looked at me. This wasn’t politics.

“I have a plan — one that can harness her power.” I raise the glass, swirling the liquid gold, and take a slow sip. “To put it plainly,” I continue, voice calm, “during the Full Blue Moon — the one that comes every hundred years — the Blessed Luna will rise again.” I let the weight of that linger, watching as the realization creeps into their expressions. “During her awakening, she undergoes a rebirth,” I explain. “A complete reset. Her mind — her memories — her very purpose… all momentarily wiped clean.”