Nosotros En La Luna Novels & Stories

Those two are facing me, leaning forward with their elbows on the table and their heads propped up on their hands. It's late, or early, whichever you want to call it. The moon is just a sliver of a moon tonight. The sky is dark, and clear, you can see the stars for miles. There are a few porch lights on and the footpath is illuminated but other than that we are out here in the dark, just the three of us. I sigh loudly, take a deep breath in and exhale again. I’m going to tell them what I think we should do about our Luna situation.

We are no longer a secret. We are claimed. We are Luna.

Goddess how I miss her. “I won’t lie to you, I’m not thrilled that my reign as Luna might be so short, but the way I see it, I’m in the same boat as Paisley. If you don’t do this, the best I can hope for is what, three more months? Four?” She guesses. “More like two.” I correct gently. “That’s when Matthew and I decided… well, we’ve made arrangements.” I explain. Nina nods. “In my books, five months isn’t much better than three.” She shares, clasping her fingers together. “I want you to live for your sake and your daughters – but also for my own.”

Trying to figure out what he meant by Luna. “I am not a Luna. I can’t even become a wolf. I don’t even have the powers that you have. I can’t even free myself from your grip.” Replying. Trying to keep my pose. Pretending not to fear him. “You are fucking crazy. Your accusations are ridiculous.” I spat at his feet. Roman stared down at his feet as Mia’s spit fell to the ground. He turned around and walked out of the cage. Locking the gate. Staring into her eyes, growling.

There was a giant podium in the middle of the yard with a stand on it, and everybody seemed to be crowded around it. "What?" I turned and looked at Nikko, who was beaming. "What is this?" "This is your Luna ceremony," he said, wrapping his arms around me. "Luna ceremony? You don't mean…" My eyes started to tear up. "I get to be Luna now?" "You've earned it, my love." He kissed the top of my head, then tipped his chin up to gesture. "There's another surprise too." I followed his gaze to see my mom walking up to us.

Something no one, not even the Luna, could control. ---

That finally made him glance at me again. “I know politics,” I continued quickly before he could interrupt. “I know territory management. Trade agreements. Resource allocation. I rebuilt Silver Claw farmland after the floods almost entirely by myself because—” “Get to the point.” The sharpness in his voice sliced clean through mine. I swallowed my irritation. “I want to be your Luna.” His expression didn’t change. Not even slightly. “That has to be the worst proposal I’ve heard all year.” The words sliced straight through me. I took a shaky breath. But when your life depended on something, you didn’t let little snarky comments get to you.