Luna Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

“We should rejoice, Kingdom of the Lycans! After a thousand years— the Goddess has chosen another Luna to save us from a catastrophe that the higher heavens bestowed!” Yulo’s announcement made the crowd roar in excitement and happiness about the new Luna.

I wanted to do all this but I couldn't. There was a change in her movement in the last bit, she slid in between his head, pushing herself up to give land a kick on his head, two on his side and the last on the stomach which had him rolling on the floor. She then squatted above him, using one leg to pin down his hand so he won't take his sword and then she pointed her spear at him. "She won,"I exclaimed inside me, even Bryce and Xylah stood up amazed by her actions. "She did it, my Luna came out victorious," those were the words that echoed in my head.

She lands on both legs and begins to run towards me again, this time in an attempt to lock me in combat which makes my wolf growl in amusement, what an interesting Luna. As soon as she comes at me, she grabs one of my legs and push me with so much force that I fall against a tree making the whole forest shake to its foundation and this is when she sinks her claws into my chest region and I shove her off almost immediately with so much intensity that her wolf leaps into the air.

“Impossible-” Wings of fire unfurled from Freya’s back, vast and radiant, their feathers forged from golden embers. Her hair streamed upward in currents of molten sunlight. Her eyes burned, not mortal, not borrowed, but as twin cores of dawn. Every line of her body blazed with raw sovereignty, not given, not inherited, claimed. Freya lifted the Sword, her voice rising steady and final above the storm. It was not a scream. It was a vow. “This flame was never yours. It was waiting for me.”

I allowed Naima to surface and extend one of her claws. “I, Luna Lory, unite you with my mate, Alpha Jackson,” I said, taking his hand and using my claw to make a small cut, letting his blood drip into the bowl. “And with myself,” I added, cutting my own palm to let my blood join his. I focused on the bowl, connecting with everyone who had left their mark within it. In my mind’s eye, I saw silver threads extending from me to each of them. I summoned the power of the wind, creating a swirling ball of air that mixed the items in the bowl.

But it would also draw eyes from shadows we had not yet seen, from enemies we could not yet name. And I, Arianna Draxen, Luna, Fire-Blooded, mother, and heir of the first wolves, would meet it head-on. Because those who underestimated the Fire-Blooded would burn.

"— very well, as expected from an Alpha who has a Luna without a wolf." "Watch your tongue, rogue..." Alexander butted in, his eyes flaring up in anger. "Don't you dare smear Dark Knight's Luna with that filthy mouth of yours!" "Then do your worse if you want my mouth shut." The rogue continued. "— that doesn't change the fact that your Luna is vulnerable even than an omega." "You asked for this, then so be it." Kenziel growled, tightening his grip around the rogue. The rogue let out a weak, ragged laugh, his body growing limp as Kenziel's grip began to suffocate him.

I smiled. "Alright pumpkin, I'll have to go now, be ready by 6pm" he said and ended the call. I breathe out. I pray the meeting goes well. Even I'm very sure his father won't like me. I'm an illegitimate child and also wolfless. How would he want a Wolfless girl as a Luna for his son. No alpha would allow that. Lunas are supposed to be strong and powerful in order to support the alpha in ruling the pack. No one wants a weak fellow standing behind their alpha.

I'll never forget his words that almost brought me to tears. "My Alpha, we do not mean to disobey. But our Luna has been taken from us. Now that you have found your mate, our pack is incomplete until she has been returned to the safety of our walls. You cannot expect us to stay here and wait for you to return. Our Luna needs us. We may not be as strong as some of your warriors anymore, but we are capable and willing to fight. Please do not make us stay behind when our Luna needs us. The dishonour of not being able to do our part for our pack would put us in an early grave."

They stretched wide behind him, crackling with heat so intense the air rippled. Rowan stared, frozen. Kai swore under his breath. “Those aren’t fire wings. They’re something else.” Mistara stepped forward slowly. “Those are the markings of the Unbound Flame. A form that should not exist.” Rowan forced her legs to keep moving. “Azeriel listen to me. You can control this.” “I can’t,” he whispered, voice breaking. “It hurts.” One of the wings twisted violently, sending a streak of dark flame toward the sky. The summit trembled again. The fire from his body rose higher, pulling, swirling, trying to break free of everything holding it down.