Novel & Cerita Lunafreya Book

“The entire world knows that your sole purpose is to have Travis as your man and to your utter disgrace he keeps refusing you. You are not here out of curiosity, you are here to know the secret of the woman who would make him defy his own pack laws. You will find no ally here for your goals, Selene Lance. Now you either walk off my territory on your own or I will have my men help you. You choose.” AUTHOR NOTES: Hello, my wonderful readers. A huge and gigantic thank you for selecting my book to read. It really warms my werewolf heart. I would love to hear from you all, your thoughts, opinions, feelings. Who pisses you off? Who do you absolutely love? Where do you think this story is going? I

He said meekly. “NO! You are wrong. It’s the present. Freya is still out there. She is a dangerous temptation, and she is lurking around Declan!” I yelled out once again. My voice echoed across the room, and I could feel hot blood coursing through my veins at double speed.

“. I thought you would not cry , I thought that you were going to behave all strong to me like you did the last time ,you thought that I was going to let you humiliate me and set you go free ,Am going to be the next luna of this pack ,I hope that you know what happening ,all you just have to do is to stay calm and let everything go and without thinking you will be dead and gone and no one will be able to think about you . “ What have I ever done to you to deserve such ill treatment from you ,have I ever wronged you in anyway ,have I ever done anything to you , why the sudden hate for me ,you hate me because the alpha had sex with me ,do you think that am happy that my body was violated in su

She knew Circe was still there, somewhere inside—but that didn’t make the emptiness disappear. The forest that lined the road to Blue Moon Pack stretched endlessly, towering evergreens swaying under the cool mountain wind. Lydia’s window was half open, letting in the scent of moss, pine, and something else—faint traces of wolf and Lycan mingled in the air, ancient and pulsing with quiet power.

After the encounter with Lucien In the kitchen, Freya had ignored his every look and advances towards her that day, she had tried to make herself busy by reading books that she had found around the house, she also explored the house too and found comfort in the small but warm living room that had a fireplace that kept her warm as she read the book She may have been using that as a cover to avoid being in the same room as Lucien She read until she felt sleepy and slept on the couch, Lucian had crept into the living room with a warm blanket and covered her with his hands lightly tucked hair that covered her face Freya moved unconsciously in her sleep and let out a sigh of relief from the blank

Axel asked, clearly enjoying this more than he should. “She was the Queen Luna, and why would she title the book Barbara’s fantasies when that is not even her name?” “Maybe because she didn’t want Slade finding out. Though some experiences had been purely made up, simply fantasies, but I must say, Freya did have her own fair share of men and cocks.” He say with a teasing smile. I couldn’t believe it; the very same book I read and ‘enjoyed’ was written by Freya Blackwood. “How did you know?” I questioned, choosing not to believe him yet, even if he didn’t have any reason to lie.

“Think whatever you want to think Selena, but I really don’t care. All I’m saying is that you have no place here again so just get going before you embarrass yourself..” “But Rowan, you know Freya is wolfless…” she said slowly, striding towards me like the seductress she is. “I may not be the heiress, sad as it is, but I am not wolfless at least…” “I’ll have you know that the Freya you used to know is no longer the Freya out there.” I shot back firmly and I watched her confidence crumble immediately. “What…?” “Don’t ask me to repeat what I just said because I know you heard me clearly. Freya isn’t worthless. And if anything, she knows more about this pack and what it means to be a Luna than

Seraphina smiled, and I hated the calm look on her face, too relaxed for what was happening. “They are spreading the juiciest rumor ever in existence. The Luna’s claws, which glowed with silver fire, that were supposed to protect them left the Pack. That she rides happily with witches, even to the point of summoning the dead.” Her eyes drifted off and landed on Freya, who stiffened beside me. “Please, be careful, Lady Seraphina,” Freya warned her politely, her voice low but very dangerous. “You’re being idle, which leads to perpetuating lies spun by cowards.”

Freya had given her specific instructions: wait exactly some minutes after breakfast, then summon Kane. The young maid's stomach churned with guilt, but her loyalty to Freya ran deeper than her conscience. When Freya had explained that the contract Luna was a threat to the pack's stability, that she would destroy everything Alpha Trent had built, Lena had believed her. Freya was brilliant, respected, and trusted by everyone. She had to know what was best.

The only person who could ascertain my claim of Nirson was Zephyr and he was yet to regain consciousness so I kept the information to myself once again. I saw the girl in the mirror more often. While I was Reign synedge, she was Reign Leavenworth; The adored Luna of Silver CrescentPack. She carried the mark of the three Alphas and had an Aura about her, she was everything and I worked hard to become her. It was a herculean task combining the organisation of the banquet with the recent happenings but I managed to drag myself through it all. Zephyr had made significant progress but his progress was only known by the other two Alphas and myself. Dante had suggested that we keep the information