Moon Knight Dead Novels & Stories

he said. Upon hearing this, my eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. "Good news?" I asked him. "Tell me then," I added and tilted to my mom, and she was excited as well to hear the good news. "I had just received a report that Alpha Fenrir of the Dark Moon Pack had died alongside his Luna," he said, pausing for a while to catch his breath before he continued.

"It was only dead people who were quiet forever. Remember that!" Moon finally continued his exit, walking out and leaving the two. Shad Cagney and Lunar Invel shared a mutual stare, and then laughed as if mocking Moon from afar. "As if it will scare me." Lunar Invel laughed and faked a gasp as if shocked with what Moon had told them. "Oops, I would be sued. Might as well die. I messed my whole life!" Shad laughed with what Lunar had said and decided to drink his wine and tapped his comrade's shoulder before leaving him also. Lunar waved at him, as he started to push his glasses with his index finger to fix their position.

“What have you done?” Her voice trembled with fear.“I— I don’t know.I wo—woke up and—” “Don’t you dare lie to me, Luna.”Elder Maeron’s tone cut right through her words like a blade. “We found traces of moonfire in his wound, an energy that only a Luna could summon.” “That’s impossible. That’s a lie.”She whispered.“Kael and I— he was fine last night.” Maeron stepped too close, his jaw tightening. “The Alpha is dead, his heart carved out of his chest, and his blood on Luna's hands.The moonfire burned your mark.And you expect us to trust that you have nothing to do with this?”

she said bluntly. I handed her a glass. She took it without thanks. “We had a plan,” she reminded me, swirling the drink lazily. “Since we were sixteen.” I let out a humorless laugh. “Marry powerful men. Become queens of the underworld.” “Exactly,” she said. “Our fathers built empires. We were supposed to secure them.” “And now?” I asked. “Now some resurrected Luna is ruining everything.” The word made my stomach twist. “She was dead,” I hissed. “Dead.”

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

​But as my pod tumbled toward the ice, my tablet chimed one last time. ​It wasn't a message from Liam. It wasn't a message from Hestia. ​It was a live video feed from the moon. ​And standing in the lunar base, looking at the camera with a smile that matched Eleanor’s, was a man who looked exactly like Liam Sterling. ​"Well played, Sister," the man said. "The Queen is dead. Long live the King."

It was the moon priestess. “Honored one.” The people greeted her. “Moon priestess, did you mean that the Luna murdered the elder?” Killian asked as the moon priestess walked inside. “No. Greetings, my Alpha.” The moon priestess greeted, and took her seat beside the Alpha. “What I am saying is that there are two possible options. It's either the tool was intentionally dropped by the murderer just to frame the Luna, or it was unknowingly dropped by the Luna herself.” The moon priestess paused and stared at Killian.

Kelp sighed, “Even in death you go forging forwards into the unknown not knowing what dangers may lie ahead because you feel at peace. What are we going to do with you?” “I can’t explain it Kelp, I just felt as if we were home. And you will never guess what or who the voice belongs to.” Katia clapped her hands together in excitement. The two men just waited for her to tell them although they both had a feeling; they knew who it was. Their Alpha Luna did not make them wait long, “It was the moon goddess and guess what? She is my twin sister.” Both men exhaled a “No way! You are the moon goddess’ twin sister?”

He wore the simple, dark leathers of a warrior, his gaze fixed on the delegates with a calm, terrifying intensity. The leader of the Blood Moon pack, a scarred wolf named Kael, stepped forward. He looked at Lucian, then at me, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "The King returns to his dog house," Kael sneered. "And he brings his little toy with him. Do you think we don't know the state of your blood, little moon? We heard the rumors. The King is dying. The Moonveil is pregnant. The Ashmoor throne is ripe for the picking."