Lunar Chronicles Levana Novels & Stories

POV: Lucien Vale Lucien had always trusted the Grove to reveal what was needed, when it was needed. But tonight, the rhythm beneath the archives felt different. Not urgent. Not fractured. Intentional. He moved through the chamber with slow steps, his breath syncing to the ley lines beneath the stone. The scroll Luna had written pulsed softly on the pedestal, but it wasn’t the one calling him. Something older was humming beneath it.

Zevara's POV The columbarium was so silent. No one was in sight because the Alpha had asked that the place was kept reserved for our visitation. And now, with flowers in Talon and Alpha Magnus' hands, we stood in front of the niche that belonged to the late Luna. A stunning picture of her sitting on her throne chair, looking all powerful like she was still breathing. A small plate name that screamed her name, “Luna Cassandra Creed of the Moon Eclipse Pack. Year 1975-2000.”

Her greatest concerns were validated by the energy rush she experienced. Raven whispered, her words dripping with hate, "She's awakened." "The lineage of the Silver Luna endures." One of her henchmen moved forward, bowing his head. "Mistress, what should we do?" A menacing smirk curved Raven's lips. Before she poses a threat, we eliminate her. Bring the others together. The time has come.

“But I know what’s at stake. The council expects a Luna. The pack needs a symbol of unity. If Selene comes late, she’ll find you already alone at the center. What message does that send?” I looked away, biting the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood. I hated that he was right. I hated that I was even listening. Lucien paused, then said quietly, “Her name is Maera. She’s one of the elders’ daughters. Been around the palace a while now. Kind. Obedient. Smart. She knows this is temporary — if Selene walks in, Maera will step away.” I stood, slowly. My body ached from the fight, from the waiting, from the weight of a hundred choices.

"...her." "Huh?" I gasped, wide-eyed. Luna Queen Rachelle hissed. "Enough now. This is not your mission. You need to return to your original timeline. Aren't you the current head of your household... Demetrius Leveaux or shall I say... Demetrius Onyx Cantavalle?"

“ Lycons are only make believe , “ Vixen interrupted. “ Typical propaganda from the younger generation , “ Vixen pulled out her hand and generated a small locket with a red moon carved against it’s silver casing. “ Open it , “ Compelled to follow Vixen’s order, I took the locket and opened it up. Inside revealed to be a picture of the moon goddess Luna standing side by side another woman covered in black and red tribal paint. “ What is this?, “ Buffy asked. “ This is Luna and her twin sister, Dalia , “ Vixen explained. “ The moon goddess has a sister ? ,” “ Your tribe truly has not told you of your heritage. Have they ? ,” Vixen asked with a heavy sigh. “ Let me explain. Before Luna became t

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

She looked up, her green eyes searching Elana’s face. "Did Fenn show you?" Leela asked quietly. "The books?" Elana recoiled slightly, shaking her head furiously, her lips pressed into a thin, white line. "No," Elana said, her voice hard and final. "He offered. I refused." She stood up, pacing a short circle around the kitchen island before turning back to Leela. "I have been a Luna for thirty years, Leela," Elana said, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "I have seen men die on the field of battle. I have washed the blood of my pack members out of their furs. I have buried friends."

I don’t want to get in her way. She nods biting her lip. “Perhaps you can wake me up when back?” She says snaking her hands into my back jean’s pockets. She laughs as Jeremy makes the same noise she did earlier. After a quick change and me borrowing one of Jeremy’s shirts we get Leo to drop us off into town. Jeremy calls Louis to get their location and we enter the bar “Moonlight” to find them. Owned by one of our Alpha friends from a neighbouring pack we find Louis and company sitting in the VIP section with a dozen bottles of Prosecco.

" I countered. " It's a meeting for Alpha's, not mistresses and gamma's.Jenna glared at me. " Well I am the rightful Luna of this pack, and you're nothing but a Luna by name that your daddy paid for." I shrugged. " You reek of jealousy Tessa, I am where you want to be." Jenna uttered. A strong fist hitting the table made us jump, Damien trying to control his wolf " My sister is higher rank than you given by the moon goddess, she's higher rank than you by blood, she's an Alpha female and your given rank is lower than an omega! Muzzle your mutt Chris before I do." he voiced loudly. Chris lifted his head " First address me with respect Damien, and Jenna hold your tongue. Tess you and Jaxon shou