Luni Gacha Life Novels & Stories

“Silas, the mate bond is severed. Your pack messages don’t reach me. Don’t you know?” His face paled. Kael parked and came over, putting his arm around my shoulders. Silas’ expression froze. “How are you with him? You two—” “Meet her,” Kael said, holding me close, then looking at Silas. “This is my mate, the Luna of the Vance family, Calla. I have marked her. Her wolf accepted me.” Kael’s gaze turned cold. I leaned slightly into him. Kael guided me away, leaving Silas standing stunned, unable to move.

My eyes darkened. “You don’t get to refuse.” “I just did.” Some wolves laughed. Pathetic. He stepped closer. I could smell his fear under the arrogance. “You’re not dying in battle,” he said quietly. “That would make you a legend.” He smiled wider. “You’re dying as a sacrifice.” Lucan went still. “What?” he growled. An elder stepped forward. “The Blood Moon has risen,” he said. “The Moon Goddess demands balance.” Another added, “Too much chaos, and too much blood have been spilled.”

As I wondered who had set them off, a message from Amy popped up. "Carla, aren't they beautiful? Johnny set off all those fireworks for me. If you know what those fireworks mean, you'd better step aside and give up your title as Luna." I smiled. "You can keep Johnny, but the Luna title stays with me." Right after I sent that, Johnny connected with me through our mind-link, his roar giving me a headache. "Carla! What are you doing?! Amy's been crying ever since she texted you! Do you still want to remain as Luna? If you can't do the work, I'll find someone else who can!"

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

Michelle looked sickingly sweet and Jo looked at me with panic in her eyes. “Michelle…” Cade was struggling with his words. “I can’t accept this.” Jo tried pushing it to me. “This belongs to Tatum.” Michelle snatched it out of Jo’s hands and placed it back in front of her. “No, it belongs to the next luna of the Night Crawlers, and that is you.” “Okay.” My palms rested on the table as I stood up. “Okay.” My emotions were building up, and I wasn’t even going to be sorry about this.

“I, on the other hand, am worth everything. In fact, I am worth itself. I am who people claim to know just to get ahead in life, Ashantu. I do not have to pretend to be something else just to live amongst people she breaks her back for.” Her jaw tightened, leading to a distraction in her stare. Just the perfection I needed. My hands slipped into my cloak as I reached for my charm. Ashantu was no ordinary person, so I couldn’t let my motives be known before they were exerted; hence, I risked losing to her. “I am the Mother Luna, and not only am I stronger than you in life, but I am also better in all other ramifications. Even in spirituality you claim to be the best.” The moment I said the la

The pack's heartbeat resonated through the night, unaware of the storm brewing within its core. Arriving at the doctor's office, I listened intently to the muffled conversation inside. "Congratulations alpha, your mistress is pregnant," the doctor advised, his voice a whisper carried by the wind. I could do nothing but watch as my heart plummeted at the news of Lyra's pregnancy. *** The pain was relentless, an unbearable ache that gripped me. Tears streamed down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. Memories of the day I married Lucian resurfaced—the disapproving glances, the whispers that an omega like me should never be Luna . Should never be queen, I was unfit to take that position.

Dammit. I'm the Luna.

“Let’s talk about bouquets. I want white roses. With eucalyptus. Maybe a few lilacs if they're in season.” Tessa raises a brow. “You’re really leaning into this whole ethereal Luna vibe.” I smile down at the page, my chest buzzing with warmth. “I am going to be Luna soon. Wow, that's weird to say outloud.” “Just as weird to know you won't be with me anymore,” Tessa says.

She thought that the Alpha she met just now was very interesting. A second later, Rae suddenly laughed out loud and then grinned while looking at the Alpha. At the age of 23, Rae has rejected a lot of hewolves that were destined by the Moon Goddess for her — Gamma, Beta, or even Alpha. They were all a bunch of boring men who even made her feel sick to just look at them.