Mute Luna Of Devil Alpha Novels & Stories

Long live the Alpha and his soon to be Luna. TBC!!

They were scared of him. "We want her, stay out of this," said the evil Luna. "You have to come through me first," Alpha Deucalion told them. They growled angrily. "You all are no match for me, you should leave before I kill you all," he warned them. The others kept backing away except for the Luna. She was persistent to get rid of me for good. "You don't scare me," she told him. "You should!" said Alpha Deucalion. The Luna rushed towards him shifting into her brown wolf.

He crushed the smoke, not wanting me to inhale it and flashed an aesthetic smirk. “Woah, you look like you are waiting for me,” “Look like? She is, blatantly,” Lucas spoke teasingly from behind. “Why do you have to say it like this, Lucas?” I asked innocently when he placed it like a bad thing. “Am I not supposed to, Luna?” “Hey,” Denzel frowned, poking him with his elbow. “What is Luna?” I blinked from confusion. “I have to come to know that you know about our existence so Luna is an Alpha's mate or bride,” Lucas explained politely.

I focused on the brick wall behind the alpha couple. “Okay. Now here is an interesting tidbit. They wish you to choose a luna from their ranks to bind our packs.” I turned to look at Alpha Devlin. “Not a bad idea. You seek a luna.” At almost twenty-two, he was turning into an old maid. No joke. The entire pack placed bets on him ever finding his mate. Having a luna should redirect his unwanted attention away from me. Let him rule her life with an iron fist. Then maybe he would leave me the hell alone. A girl could hope.

She was just caught in the middle. “Last I checked, the Luna is the wife of the Alpha, and a beta is someone that serves the Alpha. So if I am the Alpha, then that should mean that she is my wife and you serve me.” His eyes held mine, and his smirk grew wider. The urge to smack it off his face overwhelmed me, but I knew it would only upset Selena, so I held myself back. “That’s enough, Lucian. I was on my way there, and I would have joined you even if you didn’t come up here.” Selena chipped in and tried to get Lucian to turn around and walk away, but he just wouldn’t.

I growled. Shocked, she let go of Lena's hand and turned around to face me, I could see the fear and stubbornness in her eyes. “What are you doing here Scarlett? How dare you attack her?” I asked her as I walked slowly closer to her. “How dare I? I can do whatever I well please, I am Luna!” She shouts. “And I'm the Alpha.” I growl so loud, the beakers on the table shake and Scarlett takes a few steps back and goes quiet, I'm sure she can see now that I'm serious.

He knew that the significance of the night, the symbolic gifts, and the unspoken acknowledgment of her role as Luna were not lost on her. "It means you're home, Avla," he began, his voice tender. "It means you're part of something greater, something eternal. You're not just my mate; you're our Luna. You're the heart of this pack, and you always will be." He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in, then continued, "As for what's next, we grow together. We learn from each other. We support one another, and we face whatever comes our way as a united pack. A pack is a family. An united family. Your role as Luna is not just a title; it's a calling. It's a promise of love, guidance, and st

Don't let me continue to endure this, goddess. Ten minutes of tears mingled with prayers later, I rose from my seat. Enough was enough. I couldn't remain weak like this. Crying wouldn't resolve anything. It was time to reveal my true self. I was Luna – resilient and steadfast. Even as Alpha Alex prepared to remarry, I remained Luna within this pack. My identity would not waver. I would give birth to the future alpha, safeguarding what was rightfully mine from that woman. I had to be strong for the sake of my unborn child. I was certain I could do it.

He wasn't saying anything at all, and the not-saying went on a beat too long. "Damien." I kept my voice soft, the way I always had for him, just for him. "It's time." Something crossed behind his eyes. Not love. Not even hesitation, which might have hurt less. Guilt. I understood half a second before his mouth opened, and understanding did nothing at all to soften what came next. "I, Alpha Damien Cross," he said, and his voice didn't shake, didn't crack, didn't do a single thing a voice should do in the act of destroying someone, "reject Dara Adeyemi as my Luna and my mate."

Silas walked slowly toward me, stopped in front of me, and raised his hand to my face. “They called you cursed because they didn’t know the power inside you,” Silas said, a savage smile forming on his lips. “You’re no ordinary wolf, Luna. You’re the Black Alpha. The only female wolf born in centuries that even silver kneels to.” I stared back at him in shock, and from the hall came Dante’s agonized roar. “Silas,” Dante shouted, bursting through the doorway covered in blood. “The border gate has fallen. The Eastern Pack didn’t just come to destroy us. Silas, they’ve dug up your sister’s grave. They’re burning Aria’s bones at the border.”