Luna Wings Of Fire の小説・ストーリー

“Cruel woman.” “Yes,” she said, loving him for hearing it. Lunaris’s wings drew close. Her palm pressed harder. The light folded once more and slid inward, smaller now, denser, not leaving, settling. When it found the cut at Sienna’s wrist, it kissed the crescent and sealed it with pale fire. The wound closed, not scarless, marked anew, crescent within crescent, a brighter brand nested in red. The torches leaped. The salt fell flat. The silver drops above the bowl aligned as if a string had tightened through their hearts.

'What does that mean? 'There is an old record at Silverclaw, from before the current line of Lunas. I saw it once, and I have not seen it since. It speaks of a Silverclaw Luna from long ago who wielded a power called Moonfire. The power was the wolf's soul and the Moon Goddess's strength bound together. The passage says Moonfire could call silver-blue flames that would not burn the one who held them, but would consume shadows and break curses. Those flames could sweep across a battlefield without touching the living. It was rare and used to push back dark forces. When it awoke in the Luna for the first time, the awakening was too much for her wolf and put her into a coma. A fever coma. It di

That I would surrender. But I hadn’t. Not yet. I smiled again — this time with my teeth. A smile full of fury. Of fire. A quiet war behind the curve of my lips. They think I’m theirs. They think I’m tamed. But they don’t know what I’m carrying. Not just a child… But a promise. A storm. A memory they can’t erase. A Luna that still belongs to her true Alpha. Even if he’s gone. Even if the world thinks otherwise. Even if I have to pretend a little longer.

“Luna! I’m Andrius, your husband! We came from the mortal realm. You were a beautiful CEO from Sumeria, and I’m the Wolf King of the western border. We… What happened to you?” Andrius brought up the past, trying to awaken Luna. However, Luna had fallen into deviation, and there was only one thought in her mind—kill! She did not hesitate to close the distance to Andrius again. Then, with a wave of her sleeve, a force surged forward like a tidal wave. She was truly intending to kill him! At that moment, Andrius had no choice but to use his Heavenly Fiend Phoenix wings and narrowly dodged Luna’s fatal attack.

Her aura became uncontainable pure lunar power. The battlefield fell silent. Elandra paled. “No…” Aria’s voice thundered. “I am the Flameborn. Luna of the Moon. Blood of the Sealed Alpha. This is my throne!” She flung her arms wide. A wave of Moonfire engulfed Elandra. The witch screamed shrill, inhuman until the light consumed her entirely. When the fire faded… there was nothing left but smoke. Rogues fled. The Alpha King’s remaining soldiers fell to their knees. Even the fiercest warriors couldn’t look directly at Aria without trembling.

His hands (not hands, never hands) drag across the surface of my soul like claws through silk. Soft. Cruel. Possessive. “Little star,” he murmurs. “I remember you.” A second voice tears through the dark. “You do not remember her. You remember me.” Silver fire erupts. The darkness recoils. The First Luna steps forward, her wings made of moonlight, her skin glowing with raw power. Her face is the beauty that hurts to look at — familiar in the shape of her jaw, the arch of her brow, the fury beneath her eyes.

I screamed, "Look what you've become! Luna, you're killing everyone!" "No, Erin, look at what you made me!" Luna screamed back, "This is who I became because of you! You stole everything from me! So if you're right and all Cadmus cares about is this Lunaria Kingdom then I'd annihilate everything. Burn everything to the ground with you!" The garden blazed with furious intensity, flames swirling like hungry beasts under the darkened sky. Luna stood at the center, her silhouette flickering in the fiery dance, surrounded by her controlled people. I could feel the heat against her skin as the burning rage within me continued to surge.

Smoke hung in the air, and the room fell into a breathtaking silence. Luna floated, her body bruised and battered. Just as the flame had begun, the smoke moved into her nostrils and began to come out in a rhythm. The amber light surrounded her, moving around like fireflies; it flew above her and stung her in the forehead. Luna's scream echoed around the room; the light passed through her, and from every part it took, scarlet light emitted from it.

Suddenly, the king let out a grunt of pain and snatched his hand away from mine. As he stepped away from me, I turned around and saw his skin looking red and sore, like it had been burned with hot water, but because he was a powerful wolf, the injury began to heal immediately, like it wasn’t even there. “What? How?” I gasped. This was the second time I had seen someone get burned for touching me. Alpha Kane looked at me. “I should be asking you that question Luna…. What are you?” “M-me? I’m-I’m a werewolf.” I stuttered, feeling unsure of my identity for the first time in my life.

I hadn’t understood what she meant until now. Maybe she knew. Maybe the fire was never meant to destroy me. The moon slides out from behind the clouds. For a second, the ashes around me glow faintly, stirred by a soft gust. They spiral upward, forming the faint outline of wings. Phoenix wings. I blink, and they’re gone. The world feels too still. Too empty. No guards. No scent of wolves. They must have thought there was nothing left to find. No one survives a fire like that. I crawled towards the river. The reflection that greets me isn’t mine.