Luna's Choice Ayla And Theo Novels & Stories

She was even more beautiful close up. “Emily.” Alan said. “This is Collins. Collins… Emily.” She looked at her brother a long moment. Suddenly worried that if she couldn’t get along with this girl it would make a wedge between her and Alan. And she couldn’t have that. She loved her brother to death. So she looked over at the girl who was standing nervously behind him. “Hello Luna…” Collins said as she bowed her head. Alan frowned at her. “She’s not Luna yet….”

“Alpha Killian, I heard that Dark lacks a mate and one would be chosen for him.” “That’s a great opportunity then. Luna Lilliana, you are truly wise,” Beta Nightfury bowed. I wrapped my arms around Lilliana, pulling her closer for a kiss. “I always knew I made the right choice making you Luna,” I muttered while she chuckled, and I kissed her lips in a deep kiss. Lilliana disengaged from the kiss slowly. “Hayley needs to get ready quickly. This is our only chance,” she muttered, and I nodded.

Ayla's pov I finish out my school day and head for my locker. Jace is my ride this week, we trade off, and it’s his turn to drive. I’m rearranging my books, trying to figure out which ones I’ll need for homework, when I feel someone step into my space. I look up. Ice blue eyes. Kieran Vale. Future Alpha of Moonridge. Fantastic.

“This conversation is over.” Ayla’s hands clenched at her sides. This wasn’t just rejection. This was humiliation. And the worst part? Liana had won. For now. As Kael extended his hand to Liana, sealing her fate as his chosen wife, Ayla made a silent vow—this was not the end. Not by a long shot. Her knees weakened, the world tilting. And then— Darkness. As Ayla collapsed, the last thing she heard was Kael’s voice—low, irritated. “Get her out of my sight.”

“Love has no place in royalty.” Nicholas tilted his head down and lowered his gaze. “I will be forced to marry the best Luna candidate in the Choosing Game. I can only hope that, at the very least, perhaps a sense of friendship will blossom later.” “And Lilliana is the best?” I asked. He sighed. “She is the one my father has chosen for now. It could change over the course of the competition. His whims can be fickle. But what would it matter? They are more or less all the same.”

She takes the chant off of herself, and then she looks him in the eyes, and for the first time in a long time, they are actually excited to see each other. She whispers, “We’ve come to rescue you, you need to get up and let’s go!” He listens and gets up and they walk away. Theo is Erie, “It Can’t be that simple. There is no way that we are getting out of there daddy easily.” He’s wrong though, because Luna is so powerful that it takes the whole army to try and take her down. They weren’t expecting her and weren't prepared. The four of them escape to Luna and Diablo‘s new home. Diablo insists on showing Theo around so they take off.

Then she turned and threw herself straight into the pool. The gardens exploded. "Someone help! The Luna's in the water!" Ronan was already running. He dove in without thinking. When he came up holding Charlotte, her face dead white, his voice came out low and dangerous. "Who did this." Every she-wolf in the garden lifted a hand and pointed at me. "Alpha, the Luna invited her in good faith. She slapped Luna, and then she pushed her into the pool." Ronan paused. His voice softened. "Nora. Did you do it?"

Panic appeared in Ayla’s voice. “Chill, you haven't done anything wrong,” Rowena assured her. “There's one thing I want you to remember. You're the Luna of the Strongest pack in the USA. You don't go to greet people. People come to you. Know your worth,” I told her and she nodded, relaxing a little. I wrapped my arm around her waist as she leaned a little towards me. “You're the last one I have ever expected to become a Luna.” I felt Ayla tense for a moment then she quickly recovered.

I recline, severing the lingering connection. His face, once flushed with hope, had now turned a pallid shade of disappointment. The weight of unspoken words hung heavily in the air between us. His voice trembled as he mustered the courage to speak, his words barely escaping his lips. "Aaliyah," he began, his voice a broken whisper. "I would choose you, my Luna," tears conceal behind his hardened facade. "Any day, any time. Let us now focus on your survival." His gaze remained fixed on mine.