Lunar Eclipse Krew Novels & Stories

Elder Reed spoke up, leaning forward, “Now that we have our Luna, we should proceed with the Lunar Eclipse Festival. It’s the perfect opportunity to announce your mate to the entire pack, as well as to neighbouring packs. The festival will bring in wolves from all over, and it can serve as a gathering for others to find their mates.” The Lunar Eclipse Festival. My jaw clenched slightly at the mention of it. That festival was more than just a celebration, it was a time when packs from across the region would gather under the moon’s power, party, meet new people, have fun, and yes, find mates. It was a spectacle, a grand celebration that only happens once every eclipse day long before I becam

Silver Line Pack was a small pack with small number that just pledged their allegiance to Alpha Kai. The foolish Alpha Kai didn't even make any findings before integrating them. He was just too careless, Crescent Moon Pack had nothing significant to gain from the union, yet he was trying to show mercy, spirit of accomodating and tolerance. And he would regret it as Alpha Lam, the Alpha of Silver Line Pack was working for Alpha Mark. During special events like this, I was sure that the Luna and the Alpha wouldn't be together. The Luna would have gone to the Maiden's court behind the palace for preparations.

The lantern light danced along the blade. “It’s ancient,” he said. “Hundreds of years old. One of my family’s ceremonial tools. We use it to bind new members into the Blue Moon Pack.” Lydia’s heart began to pound. “You want me to… join the pack?” He nodded and placed the knife flat on the desk. “Yes. Temporarily—until we figure out what’s wrong with your scent and your wolf. You’re considered Luna… and my mate. If we can’t even mind link each other or connect with the pack, they’ll get suspicious. And that could cost us. Don’t forget—some of us are Lycans. The rest are wolves. But Lycans can sniff things out quickly.”

Luna’s Point Of View The air in the ancient grove hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and pine needles crushed underfoot. I, Luna, high priestess of the Silverfang pack, stood there feeling it all—the pull of the lunar eclipse creeping in like a lover's whisper, stirring unrest in every soul around me. My pack, my family, these wolves I'd bled with through raids and full moon runs, they shifted on their feet, eyes darting, bodies tense. The fertility surge was already at work, making the air hum with unspoken needs. Males puffed their chests, females crossed their legs to hide the ache. It was primal, unavoidable, and tonight, it fell on me to channel it.

She had them all in for a shock when she turned on the lights of the grand foyer with Anna on her hips, and the pack ready to greet her a warm ‘welcome back’. Days passed and they were all spent wisely, with Leal juggling being a mother to Anna, a Luna to the pack, and an angry lycan to the Ministry. She would comfort a few Psi or Omegas, put Anna to sleep,and then listen in on the conferences about the nearing doomsday. On the first solar eclipse of the decade, where the moon’s shadow covers the sun, they’re set to infiltrate the Ministry’s main headquarters. It was also a good time and place because the shadow that would cast over Earth would directly hit them for 7 minutes and 31 seconds,

The way I believe in my own hands, which are stronger than they were, which have learned what they can build and what they can hold. Luna is seven months old. She has silver eyes and a loud voice and her father's stubborn jaw and a laugh that Mara says can be heard from across the pack grounds, which Mara says with enormous satisfaction. She has never been afraid of anything that I can tell. She arrived in the world furious and curious and has maintained both qualities consistently. She has two packs who know her name. The forest that borders her home glows silver at night, and the Moon Goddess's light is steady above it.

Through all that, she has tried to think of the baby and not think much of her mate. Today was the day the Black Moon Pack was preparing to celebrate the Lunar eclipse, the only time when the show of the earth covers the moon and it appears darker. It is a full moon and one of the rarest ones where werewolves don’t get affected much. It is said that on this night they could ask for anything from the Moon Goddess and they will get it, no matter what it is.

Unlike the full moon, the formation of the lunar eclipse usually took at least two months to set. It had been over two months since the alpha of alphas woke from his sleep. So, tonight would not only be the feast to celebrate his awakening, but also the lunar eclipse shift. Dignities, royals and nobles from all over the Kingdom and beyond would be in attendance. They came to celebrate and shift with pride. Being the alpha king and Robb’s oldest son, Xavier had the pressure of bringing out the best as well. Throughout the past week, Xavier had sort for perfection, placing pressure on creators to bring out nothing but the best. So her look tonight didn’t surprise her.

his voice trailed off. I knew what he meant to say. Fifteen years ago when I lost my mate—my son lost his mother and the Nightmoon pack their Luna. “I have a bad feeling about this. A lunar eclipse has never happened so close to the blood moon.” My hand caressed my jaw. “What are you suggesting?” “I think we should be more careful. Maybe increase the curfew and send the warriors to patrol our territories. Anything could happen.” I knew he was right but right now, he sounded just like Zonda.