Lunar X Kerian 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.

“The ones who took her, did they bear marks?” “Crescent marks on their wrists. Sleeveless tunics. Moved in complete silence.” The Horax stilled. Tamar exhaled. “Lunar Sentients.” Aeron spoke sharply. “I thought they were extinct.” “So did we,” Serik said. Drelan folded his arms. “They are worshippers of the dead goddess. Lira. Their only goal is to bring her back. And if they took your girl…” “They believe she can help them find the moon goddess’ reincarnate,” Tamar finished.

My crescent moon on my right shoulder shone silver, Kieran's on his left mirroring it, linking us forever. The heat surged beyond control, a wildfire raging through our veins, demanding more… demanding everything. Our bodies trembled with it, we shifted together, seamless and instinctive… the need for our wolves to claim each other intense. Nalani’s fur burst forth in shimmering silver streaked with gold, radiant under the hospital lights like liquid moonlight. Kieran and I transformed beside her, our golden coats streaked with silver threads that caught the glow, marking the completed bond forever.

“It has to be, so when the Luna is in heat and being attended to by her divine mates, they have to technically hide her from the pack while they carry out their duty to the pack, being her most vulnerable and her main isn’t around to do it.” Sabrina paused, watching Riley's stunned face, “We’ll come check it out properly in two days, as we need to get back for lunch, start the first survey and get to the pack house library. We need those maps now.”

The surface closed over them without a ripple, the moonlight sealing back across the top like glass. The crowd held its breath. Kieran held his. Ten seconds. Twenty. Thirty. The water stayed still and silver and gave nothing away. Then… They broke the surface together. Side by side. Exactly as they had gone under. The water fell from them in sheets as they shifted back to human form. Vulcan first, then her, both standing waist-deep in the moonlit lake, facing each other. Kieran stared. The crowd erupted around him, gasps, murmurs, someone nearby pressing their hand to their mouth.

Between his beloved Luna whispering in his ear and the onslaught on the western frontier. A cunning, almost mocking smirk formed on his lips. "He won't realize this until it's much too late." Kieran's lips curved into a sneer at the mention of Rebecca. "The Luna," he scornfully remarked. She was the key, according to Kai. She is a problem and a thorn in our side since she is powerful but is unaware of it yet. I clenched my jaw. Just that. I answered calmly, "That's why she needs to be eliminated."

“Is it the ceremony for the moon?” “That’s a Lunar ceremony,” Elian said, confusing me even more. I frowned at him. “What’s the difference?” He ran a hand over his face. “The one you’re thinking of is a ceremony that happens twice a year during every meridian full moon. The ceremony you just agreed to is a mating ceremony.” It took a couple of seconds for what he was saying to finally be processed in my brain, and yet, I didn’t understand it. “I’m confused,” I let out.