Lunar Tsams Novels & Stories

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.

“But I hear she is wolfless. How then can your wolf be drawn to hers?” I met his gaze steadily, refusing to waver. “I’m led to believe her situation is temporary,” I replied. “She is a Golden Luna, after all. The lateness of her wolf—it’s merely an eccentricity. One I hope to rectify and utilize for our benefit. As my pack seeks to rise again, I hope we can continue to count Pack Darthrow as our firm allies.”

I have no issue with that but it will become an issue when Odette tries to act funny with me. With one last look at him, I pull my body off the bed and start to get dressed but at that moment, his eyes open and a slight frown forms on it. “Where are you going?” He asks, pulling his body to a sitting position. “Why?” I ask him back, “you and I no longer share a relationship so you shouldn’t be bothered about me. Today is a full moon, I need to make preparations” “You will stay here, Bryer” Zachary grits his teeth, “you are the Luna of this pack and it is a full moon tonight, you should stay and make sure everything goes according to plan.

“Old rite.” “Older than banners,” Lefu agreed. “We don’t need full ceremony—only focus, scent, and a lunar hour.” Tristan grunted. “Then we do it. Tonight.” “Tomorrow,” Lefu corrected, glancing at the brass ring set high in the wall: a simple moon-clock that Pine Wood’s wolves read as easily as breath. “First dark of the crescent. The Moon listens sharper then.”

Instead, she stayed focused on the sheet of paper I’d copied from Thaddeus’ library. Her long fingers traced the circle I’d drawn in charcoal. “This symbol represents a ring lunar eclipse. In ancient texts from the Order, it’s referred to as the Thirteenth Moon.” She lifted the page, letting candlelight seep through its fibres. “The ring symbolises a gateway of energy. When this eclipse occurs, the barrier between the physical world and pure energy thins. For fire sorcerers like Thaddeus, it’s both a moment of vulnerability and a terrifying opportunity.”

I wanted to help them. " There is nothing we can do. We have a mission" , Lunar said to me. I gripped Samael's hand tight. My heart was breaking. I had to let Lunar take control for a bit. I don't know why I was feeling so overemotional all of a sudden. We kept the path until we came to a castle-like structure. Samael levitated high enough to see if we could find a entrance. We were getting close. I just knew it.

I wasn't going to break now. "Let the high elders bring out the Lunar Mirror," I declared, stepping toward the center of the pit, where a large, circular slab of obsidian stone was embedded into the floor. Old elder Silas exchanged a grave, solemn look with the other council members before nodding. He gestured to two cloaked shamans who stood at the back of the chamber. The shamans stepped forward, carrying a massive, heavily carved silver frame holding a piece of polished, dark crystal—the Lunar Mirror, an ancient artifact used to measure the purity and strength of a wolf's spiritual core.

I asked. "They're all my close friends," Ikaros said. Then he leaned close to my ear, his warm breath caressing it. "They're my pack." Pack? "I'm the Alpha, remember? And soon you'll be the Luna," he said. I furrowed my brows but said nothing more. And then, with my father, we walked from the entrance to the altar, receiving very enthusiastic applause from Rose and Jay, members of Ikaros' pack, and my mother.

On each pedestal sat a fragment of the Lunar Heart. The Oakhaven fragment was a brilliant, sapphire blue crystal that hummed with a sharp, energetic rhythm. The London fragment was a pale, translucent white that cast long, clean shadows across the stone. The Paris fragment was a solid block of deep, frozen silver ice that still carried the clean, quiet frequency Laila had forced into it at Saint-Michel. In the exact center of the triangle, suspended in mid-air by the convergence of the three frequencies, was a empty, hollow iron ring the socket for the True Moon.

« It’s ok… it’s a crazy night and you are a good one. No one is gonna mess with you in this place. If you want to repay us, you could help a little in the café tomorrow morning. A lot of people will come for the breakfast and more hands are always welcome here… don’t you agree Mat? » Mat gave his signature smile « Of course, there’s a Luna ceremony tomorrow ! Lot’s of packs will use this road to join the Crescent Moon Territory ! I hope to make tons of money thanks to that ! Urgh… » he couldn’t continue to talk as Old Al’ elbowed him in the ribs.