Naruto And Hinata Banished Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“ I do not need your pity. I do not need anything from you.” Hanni stepped back. She took my hand. I looked at the crowd. At my pack. At the woman who tried to destroy everything I loved. “Wanni and Lucas are banished,” I said. “They will leave today. They will never return. If I see either of them in my territory again. I will kill them.” Lucas stepped forward. His face was red. “You cannot do this. I am an Alpha. My pack will not stand for this.” “Your pack can come,” I said. “They will find the same welcome you found.”

“Welcome home. I wished you’d have brought her with you. I miss her so much.” It’s a really touching moment, the Alpha realizing he has a son from a previous relationship. The Luna accepting him immediately. Which is unusual, as they want their offspring to ascend. But I have one question. “Who banished Natalia, then?” They all looked at me. “Well, Nix wasn’t banished. So, it must have been his mother while she was pregnant with him. So, who did it and why?”

Before I could even collect myself, he continued, his voice dripping with disgust. "She’s banished," Nathan said, not even letting me speak. He turned to the crowd of pack members who stood nearby, their eyes wide with judgment. "I don’t want to see her anywhere close to the pack. A convincing slut like her can never be my Luna. She’s banished. She’s not my Luna," he spat, his words final. The whispers started almost immediately, a ripple of shock passing through the crowd, followed by harsh murmurs of agreement. It felt like the ground was slipping away from under me, and I couldn't hold on anymore. I ran. My feet moved without thought, carrying me away from him, away from the life I had kn

**The Banished Luna** **Chapter 1 — Shadows Before the Moon** The moonlight poured through the narrow window, silvering the dust that hung in the air. I tugged my worn cloak tighter around my shoulders as I stacked the last bundle of herbs on the healer’s table. My fingertips were raw from picking nettles all afternoon, but the sting was nothing compared to the constant ache of being invisible. Invisible — except when I was a problem. “Aria, you’re slow again.” The healer’s sharp voice snapped me from my thoughts. She didn’t look up from grinding roots in her mortar. “If you can’t keep up, I’ll tell Beta Rowan to find someone else.”

That moment of losing control last night—the kiss—was as far as he would ever go. She figured she wouldn't see him again for a while. She threw herself entirely into her work. By the end of the year, Cassian didn't come to see her again, nor did he contact her. The process she entrusted to dissolve the mating was repeatedly blocked by agents from Ironthorn. They kept raising procedural objections, dragging out the process. At the same time, they put pressure on Trista's parents under various pretexts. She could only put the matter aside for the time being.

“I’m getting messages from all seven territories. Parents reporting that their children are having visions, dreams of this place. Some are already preparing to travel here.” “We turn them away,” Alistair says firmly. “We refuse them entry, we…” “That won’t work,” Nyx says. “I can feel it in the programming. If we’re kept apart by force, the compulsion gets stronger. Becomes violent. The children will hurt themselves trying to reach each other, will burn through their own life force if necessary.” It looks at me with ancient, sorrowful eyes. “We’re going to gather, Mama. In three years, all eight of us will stand together. And the seals will break. It’s inevitable.”

The magical fence started to move and tried to show its existence as Sunyi was covered in blood, its roots began to slowly move towards Hujan. Just when Bima and Sawedang stood awkwardly with their lips unable to speak, at that time Hujan's body was gripped by the Yellow Bamboo roots. Drawn and separated from Sunyi's body. The scorching Hujan received a sudden and unexpected attack. He struggled but his body was already covered by the roots. Drawn to the edge, to the guardrail. Standing there in a position locked to death by the roots of the Yellow Bamboo twigs. The position of Hujan's head is down. Really unmoved.