Lunas Sa Dengue Fever Novels & Stories

he grimaced, "The lady Britney, Alex, and Declan were attacked." "Attacked?" A Blonde said. "Why didn't we know anything about it?" Another whispered. I rolled my eyes and tuned out their voices. "No one heard about it because we didn't want anyone to panic. But now, it's out of the question as the life of the Luna is threatened." Jude said. "By whom?" Elder Lance, the second oldest and most quiet, spoke up. "The hunters. Apparently, Luna's blood is the key to the disease, so she'll be needed to purify themselves." Jude replied.

Stupid werewolf hearing. "But you are the future Luna," she says, pointing at me with a wink. I roll my eyes. "Yes, but not yet." Xavion explained it to me once. Even though his parents are gone, making him the Alpha, I’m not officially the Luna until we’re married. There’s a ceremony, he said; a crowning, a formal welcome into the pack. Most Lunas come from other packs, so it’s a big deal. But I’m human.

He asked me, and I rolled my eyes before walking ahead. Why do I not act like normal Lunas? Well, maybe because I wasn't normal. I was Kathleen Woods, a Luna who was cheated of her parents' love by the moon goddess and the rogues. The Luna, who was betrayed on the night of her wedding by her husband. The Luna, who doesn't even know who she is and can't just sit there and act like nothing is wrong with her life. I thought before rolling my eyes at him.

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.”

“Being his mother doesn’t mean Dark totally listens to me. I should have you killed for seeing Dark’s vulnerable side, but Dark sees something in you and wishes to keep you. I can’t dispute that.” “Yes, ma’am,” Sal replied. “Good,” Lady Havana said. “You should hurry back. Your friends need you.” Sal immediately walked in haste toward the secret passage door. Lady Havana watched him go. FLASHBACK “Are you certain he’s the one?” The guard bowed his head before her. “He had a daughter, not a son.” Lady Havana thought silently for a while. “Where is this daughter?” “She is dead. Luna Selene of Blue Moon Pack—killed by rogues,” he replied.

I awkwardly wiped the goo off and tried to ignore the cheers from my mates. “Luna is just dehydrated,” the doctor said, once the noise died down. “We’re going to let her finish up this IV and then we’ll send her home. She can get back to her normal routine in a day or two when she’s feeling better.” “Is there anything that she should be doing?” Ethan asked. “Special diet, low impact exercise, anything?”

That night Matt didn't return to his house, he was still with Kate in the hospital until morning, he hugged her body tightly when the sun entered their room. Matt opened his eyes and Kate's face was right in front of him, so beautiful. What Kate said last night was true, he shouldn't be there, he should have gone back to his house, making out with the Omega. But leaving Kate alone worries him. His connection with Kate is getting stronger while his connection with his Luna is getting weaker.

', Rayne muttered. Rayne tried to remember. She saw a very brief flash of her on a horse but her memories felt like it was being blocked like it was overshadowed by something else, something else she had to remember but she couldn't. Her headache intensified again and she couldn't help but groan in pain. "My Luna, are you in pain? Are you hurt? Should I call the royal doctor?", Rosa immediately panicked. "No, no, I'm fine", Rayne immediately refused when the headache subsided a bit.

The silence that followed Liam’s declaration was as heavy and cold as a shroud. Damon’s accusation hung in the air, a stench of betrayal that clung to everything. For a heartbeat, no one moved. The council members stared, their faces a canvas of horrified revelation. They saw it now: not just a traitorous Luna, but a conspiracy at the very heart of their leadership. The perfect Beta and the grieving Luna, working in tandem to dismantle their world.

Stripped of her only physical support, Luna slides down the rough brick, collapsing onto the freezing pavement like a broken ragdoll. "Luna?" Nathan drops to his knees, gripping her shoulders to pull her up, only to realize her skin is burning with an unnatural high fever. "I'm so hot...it burns," Luna whimpers, her voice reduced to a hoarse rasp. "I am taking you to the hospital," Nathan declares, scooping her trembling body into his arms. "Nathan...I'm so hot. Please, help me," Luna sobs uncontrollably, her restless, feverish lips pressing sloppy, desperate kisses against his exposed neck and collarbone as he carries her to his waiting Bentley.