Romans & histoires Lunala

“She looks almost like Alina. And now he’s... interested.” “What?” Lou jerked upright. “Girl, just eliminate her!” I scoffed bitterly. “It’s not that simple. She’s Luna... Alpha Lucian’s Luna.” Lou’s eyes popped, and she looked like she might faint. “Shit,” she whispered. “That’s… that’s a bigger mess than Alina ever was.” I said nothing. I just sat there, staring at the floor, as the silence closed in like a trap.

Before she could speak, Mom cut in with a sarcastic tone, "Sienna, you were the one complaining about not sleeping well. It's a blessing that Luna Alayna personally made that spray for you, yet you still have the nerve to be picky? "You really think the pup in your belly makes you something special? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror!" Alayna's lackeys rolled their eyes at me. "You have such a wonderful sister, and yet you have no idea how to be grateful. If I were you, I'd spray it on right away and show it off." "This spray contains moonflower pollen. Its energy will dissipate if it's left open for too long. A nobody like her doesn't deserve such luxury."

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

"Let's be realistic, Azalea. You're just a university student, I'm a businessman. I have a house, while you're crashing at Jay's apartment. I have plenty of servants at my house, and you struggle even to take care of yourself. I'm more than capable of taking care of you and the child, Azalea. Imagine the child suffering because of your selfishness in refusing my generous offer. And by the way, you should stop drinking alcohol." I gritted my jaw, annoyed. I'd only had alcohol once, but he made me sound like an alcoholic. "That Luna of yours-" "I will make you my Luna," Ikaros said quickly. "-What does that mean? To be a Luna?" "It means you are the wife of an alpha," he said. "You will be req

I needed her for this next step. "I'm here love. Do it, let's go" she pushed me. Giving me the strength I need. "I Lauren Smith, cut all the ties with Alpha Darren West and the Silver Mist pack. I declared that I'm now a lone wolf with no pack." The moment I finished those words, I feel the pack link beginning to shrived in my mind. The buzz that was always there at the bark of my mind was now silent. A tears falls down my cheeks. As the pack link completely fades.

I couldn't do shit, and it was driving me fucking insane. “The story of the True Luna is really a legend among the witches.” I heard the fucker’s voice. “I wasn’t even aware of it until a witch told me about it. The most fascinating thing about her is that she is stronger than any other wolf. She can’t be hurt or killed using wolfsbane or silver. She is indestructible and very valuable. She is the only creation on this earth that can share her abilities with others.” I heard gasps all around us. Our pack members didn’t know how special she was. We didn’t even know how special she was. We knew bits and pieces, but not this. If what this fucker was saying was true, then she was really extraord

Here's a little cheat sheet for the packs. Alpha Merrick and Luna Gracelyn - Harvest Moon Alpha Zion (currently unmated but that may change soon;)) - Blue Moon Alpha Aydin and Luna Tessa - Waning Moon Alpha Kolter and Luna Kinsley - Waxing Moon Alpha David and Luna Christina - Silver Moon ......................................................... “So,” she continued, her tone lighter, “with that being said, Blood Moon pack will not be a part of this war and I will be keeping a close eye on them.”

_*]:min-w-0"> Luna's mark pulsed. Steady. Insistent. _*]:min-w-0"> Like a heartbeat. _*]:min-w-0"> Or a warning. _*]:min-w-0">

She smiled graciously as servants placed platters of roasted boar, fresh bread, and spiced wine before the alphas and betas. But her senses, sharpened by the Moon Goddess’s awakening gift, picked up the subtle wrongness immediately. Lila sat across from her, demure and fragile in pale lavender, her silver hair braided with moonflowers. The omega’s small hands trembled slightly as she passed a goblet of wine to Elara. “For you, Luna. A special blend from my homeland. It soothes the nerves after such a busy night.”

the wrinkled old woman said. "Then who were you?" Hazel asked again, changing the question; the woman sighed deeply as she spoke. "I am Adylne Labrinth; once this Luna of this pack is imprisoned too," she said with a weak smile.