Lunafreya Book Novels & Stories

His fingers trembled slightly as he raised it to her cheekbone, hovering inches above her skin. He wanted her so much his entire body felt battered with need and just looking at her made him feel alive. He didn’t care that she wished for another man in her arms, he would have her. She crashed through the roof into his life and shattered the apathy that had settled on his mind. He was not letting her go easily. ~~~ Freya woke with a gasp, confused for a second when she saw two suns high up in the sky. To her bitter disappointment, she realised it wasn’t all a crazy dream after-all, there would be a third smaller sun up there if she searched.

Lysandra’s laughter filled the chamber, “Your denials won’t save you, Freya. We have evidence.” Freya’s voice turned sharp, “Evidence? Or manufactured lies?” Lysandra’s gaze held an icy edge, “Constantine herself declared me as her heir. It’s time you accept that.” Freya’s retort was swift, “Constantine’s trust is not a testament to your worthiness.” Lysandra’s voice was laced with certainty, “It’s all the testament I need.” Freya’s eyes bore into Lysandra’s, unyielding, “You can parade around as the ultimate sorcerer all you want, but I won’t recognize you as such.”

If certain people within the pack couldn’t accept that, then they needed to be reminded that I was their future Alpha, and that they needed to show me and my Luna some respect. That wolf might have thought that she would be a better mate for me, or a better Luna for the pack, but that was far from the truth. They would all see one day that I had made the right choice. I knew in my heart that Freya was perfect for me and she was perfect for the pack. The wolf that was laying on the ground in front of me, bleeding and beaten, would be a stark warning to anyone that thought that they could attack Freya, and challenge her for the Luna position.

“This is the last I have and I hope it helps in curing the Alpha.” I nod, already shooting to my feet. “Thank you,” I murmur, turn to the door. I am just about to push the knob when her voice stops me. “Freya, I have something for you.” I turn, curiosity getting ahead of me. She holds out a book with leather tomes that I can recognize anywhere. The title boldly scrawled across; The supernatural. “I translated the moon language to help you understand.” My eyes snap up. “You did?”

“And the plans?” Freya pulls out a leather bound book, handing it to me with a small smile. “By blood I wrote, by will I surrender, by trust you read.” She says, doing this with Druida, Cian and Angel as well. “This is everything I ever recorded Jess telling me, plus maps I have drawn from memory. You can read it now, no one else but me can.” Alora takes the book and puts it in her cross bag, making sure it’s secure in there. Freya exhales, looks at her mate whose eyes are as serious as they are dark with his inner storm.

Unsurprised to see Roman and Jackson both in the room, although I was a little surprised to see Cali missing, I half expected that the Alpha wouldn’t let her out of his sight again. “Where’s the Luna?” “Bathroom break.” Tristan informed as I slumped into one of the seats running my hands through my hair. It had been a seriously long coupe of days. “She, okay?” I asked. “Yeah, I’m not sure it’s sank in yet. I hear the grey wolf is your mate?” He asked and I nodded. “Freya, yeah, for all the good it seems.” I uttered and watched the expressions of the men change to confused frowns, it wasn’t a secret that I had wanted a mate, so I guess to see me so disheartened after actually finding her was

“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.

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