Novel & Cerita Lunarian Gender

***A man sat on a rock and watched the fire slowly extinguish; they had been in the forest for a while, they were hungry and tired. But he made a vow to take that small group of people to a safe place. "Throughout the years, Alpha Roharu Lancaster was always known to be fierce and powerful but also fair. He came to the new world and conquered lands, spreading peace in those places where others thought there would never be. His main wife, the Luna, helped him through each battle and accompanied him until the day she died. Her death, a mystery until today unsolved…" The man lowered his voice as he said those last words, looked behind his back as if afraid anyone who wasn't supposed to be there

Her hair had been held in a bun so it didn't sweep over the medicine applied to her back, but there were so few loose strands dancing on her face. "No one would accept a relationship between us," Ariana said, and I felt the pain in her voice. "We are worlds apart," she went on. "I am human, how can I be a luna?" she asked with her head lowered, and I raised her head, placing my finger under her chin. "Don't think about that," I said to her. "What do you know about fated mates, when it comes to my world?" I asked her and read the pain, confusion and fear altogether in her eyes.

Don't tell me one of the two ladies you came with is your mate," he said to me. "She is your pack warrior Lauren." I saw a smile on my uncle's face. "I knew Lauren was born to be a leader but I don't know how. I now understand she is a Luna. Congratulations Logan, the moon goddess has blessed you with a wonderful mate. Logan make sure you don't hurt her, she is my little girl." "Uncle, do you also believe she has no wolf?" I asked him. "She has a wolf logan, that's what they made the pack believe and I know they have a good reason for hiding it."

"I'm your twin sister. I'm protected by Luna privilege now, even if we're keeping that quiet." There was a pause, and I could imagine Lyn's exasperated expression, the way he probably rolled his eyes at his sister's complete lack of self-preservation instincts. "But seriously," Lynn continued, "is there going to be a baby soon? Because the pack is already gossiping, and it would be the ultimate statement—a male Luna producing an heir." "Don't talk about things like that," Lyn said quickly, his discomfort obvious. "It's not... it's complicated." "Werewitches often give birth," Lynn pointed out. "Male ones, I mean. It's rare, but it happens. And you're powerful enough that I'd bet my workshop

It is a common and important ritual for every second Luna or mate in general in Luparia. In Luparia, you may be mated to one or more regardless of whether or not they are the same gender as you or even a homine. It depends on what and how the moon goddess wants it to be. It is believed that the second moon ceremony is an important ritual that helps to ward off any form of evil projected towards the second Luna. It is a form of protection and sometimes an avenue where the Luna can be introduced to the core members of the grand council as well. Except that this evil will be penetrating her this time— Ravenna. It has to. I will see to it.

I would have to use them sparingly in case I needed to apply for more personal reasons, like with Kane. Somehow, I wasn’t confident they would work quite so well on this huge, almost ugly, beast. Lycans had rid the world of a powerful Moon God and they were on the rise. This was why we had Lunas and not Alpha females ruling beside their mate. It had a knock-on effect on the rest of our species and created lonely and bitter individuals like Ariadne and, presumably, Agatha. Careful, girl. You don’t want us as your enemies.

The auctioneer declared; his voice filled with pride. Lunaris shared one general characteristics. They lacked colour except in their eyes. Male, female, alpha, beta, and omega, they were beautiful and rare to birth. They were considered blessings from the gods upon mankind to protect and assist mortals. Some believed lunaris to be born with unique gifts like healing, strength, and visions, a few worshiped them, and many coveted them. Although records proved enough lunaris were born with gifts, Lucian believed it to be the church’s propaganda… Nonsense.

I studied a bit but had to read aloud to comprehend the wordings of the book, most of it was in old English which I was not very fluent in. "Lycanae, Lee La |• Menae ^/<••| dili `|• ^^\\••|" What I could decipher from the little knowledge I had was that the Menae were either Lycans or hybrids and somehow they ended up as Lycan Queens or Luna Reagents no matter what fate they started out with. I also studied and found that they lived several lifetimes and their wolves always located them. I couldn't help but wonder if her wolf had located her and how old her wolf was going to be. I kept on reading.

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.”