Luna's Deadly Deception Novel Novels & Stories

Now I think back I know what kind of an idiot was I. He said he was an orphan hurt by the rogues. I was a stupid fool who believed the story and took him with me. My father didn't buy the story but still, he kept him with us because I wanted him. He even agreed to our marriage. On my seventeenth birthday, I realised that he was in fact, my mate. I thought the moon goddess gave me a blessing. He launched an attack on us the night of our wedding. We were too unprepared that the fight didn't last a single day. He took over the alpha position from my father and ordered the death of my father and brother. I didn't watch it happen right in front of my eyes. That was the only saving grace he had do

I’m so sorry, my Queen,” Amara whispered as she stepped into Luna Anita’s chambers. The air was heavy with tension. Luna Anita, seated in her high-backed chair, turned her cold, unreadable gaze on the girl standing before her. Amara trembled under her scrutiny, her heart racing with guilt and fear. For a moment, Luna Anita simply studied her. It struck her then—she hadn’t truly taken the time to look at Amara, the girl she’d taken in as an infant. Now standing before her was not the child she had raised, but a young woman of remarkable beauty.

"The Luna is dead." The room froze. Silence spread like frost. Adelaide blinked. What? "What did you just say?" The Alpha's voice cracked breaking the silence. The guards exchanged glances, uncertain who would dare explain. "Did you not hear me?" the Alpha roared. Adelaide flinched, instinctively backing into the wall. The Luna? Dead? That couldn't be right. She didn't write that. In the book, the Luna was the female lead and existed till the last chapter. So what the hell was happening here?

The worn pages calmed me, the faded ink carrying me into another world. It was a book about wolves’ history. Stories of ancient packs, battles fought under blood moons, legends of the Moon Goddess blessing chosen ones. I loved reading it, even if nobody knew I could read. They never let me go to school, but I had taught myself in secret. The book was my hidden treasure. Through it, I learned things nobody thought I should know. That the Wolf’s Crest had once chosen the strongest Lunas. That the Moon Feast was more than just food and dancing it was power, hidden under rituals. And sometimes, I wondered… if the Moon still watched us, still cared.

"Take her! Arrest her before she runs!" "I loved him! I would never hurt him!" I sobbed as they dragged me away. But no one listened. No one questioned how I could’ve possibly poisoned someone I hadn't even touched. The lie spread like wildfire. The rejected Luna had tried to kill the future alpha. The narrative was perfect for them. Days turned into weeks. Lucky for me, my baby was fine, or so I hoped. Hunger gnawed at me, but worse was the fear for the tiny life inside me. I clutched my stomach every night, praying that whatever trauma I was living didn’t touch my baby.

His voice drops just enough to sound like mischief cloaked in logic. “And doesn’t it make for quite the romantic story? The rogue Alpha falls for the fallen Luna, rushes to her side, and doesn’t leave it for days, stricken with worry for his one true love?” I let out a soft laugh, shaking my head. “Yes. It makes for a perfect cover.” I meet his gaze, and for a moment, neither of us speaks. The contract may be an illusion—but we both know how powerful illusions can be. “No one will doubt our story with that.”

I had to leave the Nightblade pack to protect this strong little life that had survived. But I didn’t expect Aidan to go mad searching for me, even disregarding the reputation of the Nightblade pack and seeking help from some of the world’s largest media outlets. A Luna leaving a pack was undoubtedly a scandal. I left, and no one stood between him and Zoey anymore. Shouldn’t he be happy about that? Why did he still search for me? But their issues had nothing to do with me anymore. To make Aidan stop searching for me, I had Luigi help me fake a plane crash death.

“Who are you?” I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I had slipped up. It had been one stupid, careless mistake. My heart raced as I scrambled for an explanation, but nothing came to mind. The last thing I wanted was for him to recognize me as the Luna who had supposedly died—hell, even knowing me as Nyx was dangerous. He would figure out who I was, and that would be the end of everything. Ronan Garrick. Alpha Ronan of Silver Hollow pack. The man who had requested to see me the night I had died. My biggest enemy ㅡ well apart from Davis and Elaraㅡ he was in the pack?

Conrad muttered, and began to pace as he often does when he's worried. “Liam, you fall into a trap. And it was so easy for the one who set it because they know you don't like her as his Luna.” Frost suddenly commented, making an alarm go off in my mind. “The target this time was not Alex, it was you.” Conrad added, squatting beside me. “His life was pawned off to capture yours. The culprit wanted you and the emperor to break apart. And if this isn't handled carefully, it would really happen.”

He hadn’t caught anybody because he hadn’t considered it worth looking into. “Stolen?” “Yes. Stolen. I had tried to get them, but then the little devils were as slippery as an oiled eel” He knew she wouldn’t buy it, but that was the best he could do. He wasn’t really the best of liars I the family, Arya beat him to that. He needed to find out why Jeff would try to poison him in broad daylight. On second thought, what if it wasn’t Jeff? Could it be that there was a wolf hunter in town?