Lunar From The Krew Novels & Stories

"Let the pack acknowledge this union! Let the bond between Alpha Nathaniel and Luna Katherine be recognized and respected by all!" The pack responded, their voices rising in a chorus of acknowledgement and welcome. As the night wore on, Nathaniel and I exchanged loving glances, our hearts overflowing with joy. We danced under the stars, surrounded by our pack's warmth and celebration. But as the evening reached its peak, Nathaniel's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with desire. "Ready to escape, my Luna?" he whispered. I nodded, and with a mischievous grin, we slipped away from the festivities. Our pack, anticipating our departure, had prepared a luxurious getaway car.

That had to be Luna Laurel. At Regal’s right sat his Beta—broad-shouldered, arms crossed, a visible scar running from his temple to his jaw. The rest were elders, each with eyes that flickered like dying embers. The room was heavy with authority, and every move we made was being measured. Ryan inclined his head respectfully. “Alpha Regal. Luna Laurel. Council elders. Thank you for receiving us.” Regal’s gaze moved over Ryan, then to Trevor, and finally to me.

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.”

Peering over the hill, listening in from afar with my heightened hearing, the Luna was announced on stage. ‘Another glorious full moon for us to enrich our souls, my brothers, sisters, and children of the pack! We thank the Moon Goddess for graciously allowing us this night to be one with our wolves. As each month hits, we’re still striving to find a cure for the poison that cursed our people, so one day we may be free to be our true selves once again.’ Everyone clapped and some cheered.

Then he turned to face everyone else. “Tonight again, the night of the full moon, we gather again to appreciate the moon goddess for loving us, and also ourselves as a pack.” Kieran said. Blue squealed for the millionth time that evening. “So today, we share these blessings together as a pack.” “Long may the Windwalkers reign!” Nicholas echoed. “Hurray!” Everyone shouted and I joined in the shouting. I checked around for Zoe, but I didn’t see her. Even Trent was with us.

She is a slave, she’s weak, I can’t take her I need a strong mate. “ you’re my mate” her small sweet voice sounded like music to my ears, at that moment it took everything in me to stop myself from taking her in my hands, Leon wanted to hold her but no I can’t do this. I stepped back a bit and before I could stop myself I said. “ I, Ivan Parker, Alpha of the crescent moon pack, reject you as my mate and Luna”

It was a beacon of hope, a reminder that amidst the darkness, there existed the possibility for love to bloom and for wounds to heal. With each passing moment, the moon soared higher, casting a luminescent path for Amelia to tread. It was a path that would lead her into the heart of the summit, into the very depths of her turbulent past. As she steeled herself for the impending clash with Adrian, her resolve hardened like forged steel, her spirit unyielding. Moonlit memories danced in her mind, memories of a time when her pack thrived under her family's leadership. She vowed to honor her parent's legacy, confront the enigmatic Alpha, and forge her destiny amidst the lunar tides that pulled h

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

Sandra was laughing on the side but trying not to show it. “What is going on Jake, I swear I felt Luna’s energy, or it is me?” she asked once again, Jake glanced at his mate and gave her a small smile. Before he could answer Eric answered first. “You felt it Mama Joyce, and it is the reason I am thing happy. You see, the Moon Goddess has blessed us with something no other pack has, a weapon unknown to our generation and something that will put the Crescent Moon pack on the map.”

' She wanted to throw a fit. Luna is rare among the pack. They are called as "blessed child" and possess healing ability. They'll become important and need protection in every pack. There are very few Lunas in the pack. The majority of them are served in the goddess temple to offer their protection and guidance to their pack. Alpha was willing to kill to mate with them. For protection, other Lunas take multiple mates as partners. But in some cases, they die at the hands of their alpha partner, who doesn't want to share their mate with others. To her dismay, she tried to reread the documents, but the name she was hoping to see there was not on the list.