Luna Wolf Character Novels & Stories

And now, him. From my understanding of the overused characteristics of werewolves in Hollywood movies, a luna was one female wolf who held a unique power, an undeniable charisma and a strong influence among her subordinates. She ruled equal to her alpha; with an iron fist but with the softest and loving heart. I couldn’t be sure if I was fit for this position. I couldn’t even transform into a wolf. I was a human through and through. I was unsure how to react to his statement, so I just kept myself silent.

“Pretend you never saw me. Pretend I’m dead. Whatever you need to do to be able to put it all behind you.” “Freya…you’re my real Luna,” I said quietly, and Freya stood there, jaw slacked. I needed to convince her, but how? She was being so goddamned obtuse and weird which made me want her even more. The burning desire flowing through my body and my wolf beckoning for me to reach out and take her into my arms… but I couldn’t just do that. I had to be patient.

She’d prove once and for all that she could take anything, anyone, she wanted. And I was the perfect target to torment in the process. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold despite the thick shirt. Lupiter was everything I wasn’t. Beautiful in that effortless, wicked way, golden hair that never frizzed, curves that made men forget their own names, eyes that could shift from sweet to predatory in a heartbeat. She was strong. She had a wolf. She could shift and run and fight and lead. She was born to be Luna. And me?

Of me. "Nineteen years you let them treat you like prey." The wolf's growl deepened, sharp as claws against stone, deadly as winter wind. "Nineteen years you cowered and wept and begged for mercy that never came. But we are not prey. We never were." Her voice dropped to a whisper that somehow sounded like a roar. "We are wolf. We are predator. We are Luna." The word hit me like lightning. Luna. Not just any wolf, but the moon's daughter. The alpha female. The queen of the pack.

That means as his mate I would be his Luna. I felt a bit anxious at the thought. Being a Luna isn't just a title, it's more than that. A Luna is meant to support the Alpha in every way possible including defending the pack from intruders and other threats so yes. Lunas are typically strong but I am very far from being strong. I am just learning to fight and I suck at it plus I am still without my wolf. What if my wolf eventually doesn't awaken as everyone is expecting it would? How can I be a Luna without a wolf? I have never heard of any wolfless Luna before.

Luna added more food and felt full. Luna was a young werewolf, approximately eighteen years of age. She had a petite body with long brown hair falling down her back. She had brilliant green eyes that glistened in the moonlight. She was young but passed through humiliating life, leaving a bad experience. She adapted to living life cautiously with suspicions. She didn’t trust anyone and it was hard to accept people’s treatment without caution

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.

"Alpha Ray, you will sign over your pack lands to me. Or the girl dies, and the cycle starts again" Ray took a step forward, his hands clenched. But I felt something move in my pocket. It was the remote my father had dropped. I looked at the high-tech sensors I had installed in this manor years ago, back when I thought I was protecting Ray. My finger hovered over the 'Emergency Eject' button for the floor panels. "Mother," I said, catching her attention. "You forgot one thing". "And what is that?" she sneered. "I’m not the weak girl you left behind. I’m the Luna of Vash".

I was Luna of Northwind Pack, mated to Alpha Kael Dorian, the man I'd been crushing on since I was fourteen. Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Lara Voss, and I'm an omega, the absolute lowest rank in any wolf pack. Not only that, but I don't have a wolf, never shifted once in my life, and I go completely deaf for the first five days of every month.

I could see the wheels churning, as if he was just not quite able to put the pieces together. “Yes, I am Luna of the Red Moon Pack. I am also guardian wolf for my sister, who is a red wolf. The one that Alpha Carlson was desperate to try to force to mate with him despite not even being 18. So, if you think for a second that I am going to come anywhere with you, you are greatly mistaken.”