Morrow Kirby Novels & Stories

I was always looking forward to the future. And it is due to this that I met my first and only friend within the Night Moon Pack, her name was Lydia Rose. The daughter of the Night Moon Pack’s beta. She is pretty and kind-hearted however looks can be deceiving, as we got to know each other. Overtime, I found out that she was more of a troublemaker and also quite daring, unafraid of telling others about her opinions which sometimes I envy a lot however it might be due to her position making her more of a carefree person than me who has no one.

Ethan Silvermoon is the second son of Alpha Raymond Silvermoon alpha of the spirit mountain pack in Nevada. For generations the spirit mountain pack has put their main focus on being the strongest pack in the country. It has become tradition that the alpha rules with an iron fist. Frequent and grueling training sessions were required for all packs members starting at age 5. The training started out easy focusing on defensive and conditioning techniques. The training would steadily become more difficult with each passing year. On top of everything else only behavior that the alpha deemed acceptable was allowed, there was no drama allowed and anyone who made a scene or did anything the alpha s

Lydia’s window was half open, letting in the scent of moss, pine, and something else—faint traces of wolf and Lycan mingled in the air, ancient and pulsing with quiet power. As the car turned a gentle bend, the town emerged like a secret tucked into the heart of the woods. Small homes with wooden walls and wide porches dotted the hillside, some with lines of drying laundry flapping in the breeze. Smoke curled from chimneys, and children ran barefoot through the grass, their laughter echoing across the road. The heart of the pack was both wild and domestic, free yet deeply bound. The forest eventually gave way to a massive iron gate etched with runes, guarded by two warriors in uniform. The m

“Not because of the werewolf clan.” She tore open one scroll, staring at the writings detailing dark rituals, Malvior’s signature, sketches of the raid on Briarhowl. “You,” she murmured. “You burned our home. You sewed hatred into my tongue.” “General Coren Moonveil… Luna Lyara… are they my family?” Her scream shattered the already cracked sky. She ran—not toward safety, but toward the enemy. The black wizards in the distance were startled, then laughed. Almost simultaneously, they stopped laughing.

A look that was more than new to me. Applauses that went round was almost deafening. “Say something, Luna!” Someone screamed, and I smiled gracefully, as Ryder gave me a small nod. “I'm more than glad to be back to my pack. To my people. I have no one to be thankful to, than the Moon Goddess. I can't exactly remember what happened, or how I got missing. But I'll be finding everything out again, in due course.” “I really don't think it's necessary,” Thyri said loud enough to gain the attention of the whole room.

Morgana, known for her impartiality and a knack for deciphering the motives behind supernatural machinations, decided to seek out the Silver Moon Pack, where Alpha Jake presided. Morgana, with an air of purpose, arrived at the Silver Moon Pack territory. The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the surroundings. The pack members, going about their nocturnal activities, looked up as Morgana approached. The air crackled with an undercurrent of tension, an unspoken acknowledgment that something significant was about to unfold.

All things I didn't realize I wasn't, until I was. Doc has said that if I can pass this final test tonight that he may let me have more access to the outside world as an "open door policy" as he called it. Allowing me to, essentially, come and go as I please. I don't know where I would even go. I don't know anybody else here except Doc, Shelly, Jaxon, and Grey. And the other guy that is best friends with Jaxon, Trev? I think his name was? Jaxon called him Beta, and I learned that the Alpha is the leader, the Beta is his right hand guy, and the Gamma is the one in charge of protecting the Luna. The Luna is the mate, either chosen or fated, to the Alpha. Fated mates have a stronger bond than c

The morning was crisp and bright as I stood on the porch, staring out at the snow-capped mountains. My thoughts were filled with anticipation, Lyra and our son were on their way home. The idea of finally meeting my boy made my heart race, and my wolf’s excitement was a constant hum in the back of my mind.

The butterflies in my belly flapped happily. “Thanks for saying yes.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him, “you know there was no way I would have said no.” “It's still expected of me to ask.” He grinned. Sighing, I placed my head on his chest, letting him rock me slowly. My life didn't have to end awfully in the end. I have been reborn to take the place of my father, and fight for the eternal freedom of my people. I am the reborn Luna Kira and I have come to live.

She finally lets out a sigh and I know she is about to tell me. “Actually, three years ago Bryer did something very terrible, she massacred an entire wolf clan up north and the moon goddess was very upset. She wanted to punish Bryer for what she did but Malachi stepped in and decided to take the punishment for her. We all tried to talk him out of it but we couldn’t. They were best friends and Alpha didn’t want her to suffer. Apparently, days to the full moon, he suffers intense pain and agony and only gets better after the full moon has passed. It’s been three years since Alpha transformed into his original self on a full moon because the moon goddess locks up his wolf inside of him on those