Lunafreya Book Novels & Stories

The fonts were neatly written along the lines of the book. It piqued my interest and I decided to read through whatever it was. Since he was working at the other end, I pulled out the chair beside the shelf and started reading so I wouldn’t distract him. The book was more interesting than I had thought. It spoke about a Luna that was reborn and blessed by the Moon Goddess. She’s also destined to awaken the alpha’s true power. Every page kept pulling me in.

Pushing down my unease, I settled into the front row as he’d directed, my hands smoothing my dress nervously. Liam resumed speaking, his voice steady, commanding. “Our new Luna is someone you all know—a kind, courageous, radiant woman, the most breathtaking in our pack.” My cheeks warmed, and I readied myself to stand, my heart pounding with expectation. “It’s none other than… Freya Andre.” The words struck like a dagger, piercing my chest. My shoulders sagged, my face crumpling as the air was sucked from my lungs. My smile dissolved into a hollow, aching void.

"If I can avoid it, no." Lydia wasn't finished, though. She scoffed and said, "You think you're the one to stop this?" "You're only a female. A helpless, pitiful girl who has no idea who she is. You lack strength and force. The prophecy of the Silver Luna is untrue. Even though her remarks were hurtful, I didn't let them shatter me. The prophecy of the Silver Luna? It made no difference. Protecting the pack and preventing the Bloodfang Pack from destroying everything were the most important things at this point.

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

My heart ached. Even after my death, Kenneth still didn’t trust me. Someone had leaked the tragic state of my corpse in the hospital online, causing an uproar. The entire pack was in shock. Everyone whispered among themselves. Their most revered Alpha, Kenneth, had frozen his own Luna to death. In fact, it wasn't just in any season, but it was in the middle of the scorching summer. Everyone knew that the freezer had been faulty long ago. But how could a faulty freezer, left unused for years, still be capable of freezing a living, breathing Luna, who was a warrior with top-tier combat ability, to death?

I managed a small smile, though my own cup remained untouched beside my plate. Then the conversation shifted, braided easily from one voice to another, like threads of different colors weaving into the same tapestry. Lyselle leaned forward, her bracelets chiming softly, and spoke of the mountain peaks veined with glowing crystal, a wonder that revealed itself only during the winter solstice. "You must see it," Auroth cut in eagerly, his grin boyish despite his noble bearing. "Both of you. Once the crown is on your head, Luna, it will be your right. No solstice will feel complete without it."

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.

My focus shifted as I heard Freya scream out for somebody called Selene. “Is she calling the moon Goddess?” Evan yelled at me as he yanked the heavy steel door shut for the hundredth time. “Yeah, I think she is,” I yelled back to him as I pulled the locking lever up yet again. “Isn't she just a myth?” Evan shouted while holding the door firm. “Yeah, as far as I know. Passages about her are written down in some of the hunter's history books, but no one has ever...” I had continued to shout not realizing that the screeching from the other side of the door had completely ceased.