Moon Lovers Season 2 Novels & Stories

She didn’t know about that. “She…” Her mother’s breath hitched, “she tied him to the moon. Just him though. He won’t be able to roam the earth as a human for two weeks straight. He would be trapped in his wolf form, with no hold on his humanity, for every first two weeks of the month” A breath of relief left Shirley in a rush. Relief that at least he was not without his suffering. Werewolves took pride in their strength as wolves. Not being able to access and control that form when they wanted had to be a nightmare, innit?

Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am. Every night, when the moon rises high in the sky, I take a moment to thank the moon goddess for the gift of my family. Selene, with her bright smile and curious nature, always finds a way to make me laugh. She has this incredible ability to see the beauty in everything, and her enthusiasm is contagious. Kingdom, on the other hand, is my little protector. He has a kind heart and a strong spirit, always looking out for his sister and me. Together, they make my world complete.

“I hate this.” Katia steps closer, resting her forehead briefly against his. “I know.” “But you trust us,” Selene adds smugly. Nathan groans. “That’s the problem.” Lorn shakes his head slowly. “The moon sisters keep their secrets.” Selene lifts her chin. “Always have.” Above them, the moon drifts behind a thin veil of cloud. And far away, on an island wrapped in wards and choice, two pups, held in their mother’s arms, look out at the sea and wonder why the night feels like it’s holding its breath.

Becca’s tea would have been good to taste tonight. Alpha Fauz's POV It was morning, I barely slept through the night. “I am not thinking about her today. I'm sure she would do well in her chambers,” I hummed to myself and also sounded a warning note to Finn. The Moon festival was around the corner. It was an annual festival where we celebrated eachother and worshipped our ancestors under the auspice of the full moon. More than this, the event serves as a front for political powers. New alliances are formed, boundaries are burnt, and mates are met. I had thought I would find myself a mate during this year's festival, but as it turned out, fate had it's plan.

Leo was grinning, batting at a stray droplet of water that had escaped a canteen, watching it wobble like a translucent jellyfish. But it was Luna who caught my breath. Her hair, as white as mine, fanned out around her head like a halo of silk. Her eyes weren't on the Earth, and they weren't on the cabin. She was staring fixedly at the Moon—the glowing, jagged crescent that loomed ahead of us like a curved ivory blade. "It’s calling," Luna whispered. Her voice had that hollow, rhythmic quality that usually preceded one of her prophecies. "The Great White Wolf isn't on the Moon, Mama. She is the Moon. And she’s angry that the metal-men are crawling on her skin."

The moon had begun its descent behind the jagged peaks of crescent vale, casting long shadows over the alpha’s quarters. Luna paced the polished stone floors, golden eyes glowing faintly as the bond thrummed through her veins like wildfire. Her mind was a chaotic tangle of need and desire, the pull of the bond making it impossible to focus, impossible to rest.

But then something strange happened, a second moon appeared beside it, smaller, golden. Elder Morgana burst in, eyes wide. "The prophecy," she gasped. "The twin moons have risen. Your children—they're the ones from the ancient prophecy." "What prophecy?" "'When darkness threatens to consume the light, twin moons shall rise from rejected might. Born of betrayal but raised in choice, they shall give the voiceless voice.'" She stared at my children in wonder. "They're going to change everything. Unite all supernatural races, not just wolves." "They're babies," I protested.

My words are laced with venom and hatred for everything they had ever done to me, for the unjust killing of my mother, for the years of isolation and rejection by the pack that should have been a protection to me. “That's enough child, silence." Contrary to my initial thoughts, it is not the Alpha who speaks this time, but the leader of the Moon Council. His face is a perfect mask of neutrality, making it totally impossible for me to tell what is on his mind at that moment. “The moon is a judge over us all and the moon has never made a mistake…she definitely would not start now.” “His words…” I can't shake the eerie feeling that crawls from the base of my skull down to my lower back. “Someth

“I started to have these strange feelings after my first blood moon. The queen found out and always had me locked in my room during my blood moons till I was done." "Obviously keeping you away from the men, I see." Elaine pointed out in displeasure. "That woman deserves some tongue-lashing. This is no way to treat a step-daughter or anyone at all." "Oh Aunty, no need to lose your temper. What matters is that Theresa is out of her claws and here safe with us," Medea said, reassuringly squeezing Theresa’s hand. Elaine glanced at the sky. "Well, the sun will soon be up and we have to be back on time to prepare breakfast for the family. Medea and I will get in our furs while we keep a steady pac

We weren't just exploring; we were returning. The night before the departure, the Silver Moon Palace held a final feast for the "Star Crossed Expedition". Leo and Elena Aris had returned from the moon, their bond now so strong that they shared a single, glowing aura of violet and blue. Toby was a silver blur of nervous energy, his Atmospheric Scout having been upgraded with the new warp drives. Maya and Lyra stood together, the two poles of our spiritual and celestial compass. Killian and I stood on the Sovereign Balcony, watching our children say their goodbyes to the pack they had helped to save. Killian pulled me into his arms, his slate grey skin warm and glowing in the night air, his si