One Piece Lunaria Novels & Stories

I felt my hair brush against my neck, and then I slowly raised my head back up. “Young Beta Arienne, of the Silver Crescent pack,” said Luna Carla. Her green eyes glittered as she raised her gaze to meet mine. “Tonight you become the Young Luna of the Lapis Moon pack. The power of our pack will flow through your veins, and in return you will pledge your eternal servitude to the needs of the pack. Do you pledge your allegiance to the Lapis Moon pack, from now until forever?” “I do,” I said. “I pledge my servitude, and my allegiance, to the Lapis Moon pack. From now until forever,” I added hastily.

I wouldn't put him in a tight spot. “But the ceremony cannot go on without me, Luna,” Corvina's tone sounded of mockery, and her gaze was no different. “What are you talking about?” I asked, my brows knotted. Merrick intertwined his fingers with Corvina. “This ceremony is for Corvina. I am officially taking her as my concubine.” My heart shattered at his words. Concubine? I looked around and no one, not a single soul looked surprised by this. I didn't want to believe what was happening.

"I mean, you've been busy looking after Stella lately. How would she have had the time to tell you? She decided to leave right after I got her out of the swamp yesterday." He glanced at his wristwatch. "And… she should be in Northmoon by now." "No, she isn't! This prank isn't funny, Chris!" Alexander blurted out angrily. "Why would she abandon me to go to a place so far away?" Christopher raised an eyebrow. "She left me—her brother—behind. Why can't she do the same to you?" "Because I was going to hold a mating ceremony with her! She'll be my Luna, and we've been dating for seven years!"

I said after the hatred man had left. "I don't know what game you think you're playing, but it would be wise and merciful of you to not drag casualties into it." He looked straight at me and his voice was firm. I swallowed uncomfortably, I hadn't drunk enough wine to stand this level of confrontation. "Whoever you wanted isn't here, I am. You are the luna, and the queen. I will not have you dragging the name in the mud. Touch him again and his hand will be the next course to be served. And I will take barbaric delight in making you both eat it."

Let's get this over with. Luna Amara turns around to face Luke and I, smiling and bringing her hands up to her mouth. Her heels clack on the stone pathway as she makes her way over to where we are standing.

“That’s the oldest of them all The Chronicle of the Silver Howl. No one has opened it in a long time.” The cover felt warm in Aria’s hands. She glanced at the others before slowly pulling it open. A swirl of silver dust rose from its pages, and the faint whisper of an ancient chant filled the air. The words written inside glowed softly under her touch. As the pages turned on their own, an illustration emerged of an image of a wolf with eyes that mirrored the moon itself. Beneath it, a name glimmered: Lunara, the First Daughter of the Moon. Aria’s breath caught. “That’s the name Selene mentioned.”

The pack's heartbeat resonated through the night, unaware of the storm brewing within its core. Arriving at the doctor's office, I listened intently to the muffled conversation inside. "Congratulations alpha, your mistress is pregnant," the doctor advised, his voice a whisper carried by the wind. I could do nothing but watch as my heart plummeted at the news of Lyra's pregnancy. *** The pain was relentless, an unbearable ache that gripped me. Tears streamed down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. Memories of the day I married Lucian resurfaced—the disapproving glances, the whispers that an omega like me should never be Luna . Should never be queen, I was unfit to take that position.

Behind it lay the Lunaris Blade—a weapon forged by the first Moon Blessed, imbued with the essence of starlight and sorrow. Selene had never touched it. Until now. She whispered the incantation, voice steady. The runes flared to life. The door groaned open. And the chamber beyond seemed to hold its breath. There, atop a stone pedestal, lay the blade—its hilt wrapped in lunar silk, its edge gleaming faintly as if lit from within. The moment her fingers closed around it, a wave of energy surged up her arm—pain and clarity in equal measure. Visions danced behind her eyes: fire, fangs, Lucian’s smile twisted in triumph… and a throne of bone rising from ash.

Debby nodded smiling. "We will also make other dishes that you will bring when you have a picnic with Luna this afternoon. Here it is, take a look at the list.” Rio took out the paper he read earlier and place it in front of Debby. She looked at the paper and pursed her lips. She nodded slowly. “Your friend, Lilly, is a Luna from the largest Lycan land in this Realm. You know that, right?" Rio asked. Debby nodded but then shook her head. Rio looked at her while smiling.

At the center of the altar lay a medallion pulsating with an otherworldly glow. Luna's eyes widened with awe as she reached out to touch the medallion. The moment her fingers made contact, a surge of energy coursed through her veins, intertwining with the magic of the Heartstone. She gasped, her mind flooded with images and whispers that spoke of a forbidden love, a destiny entwined with that of a cursed creature. Amelia watched in astonishment as Luna's eyes clouded over, her body swaying in rhythm with an unseen force. Trembling with unease, Amelia reached out a hand, gripping Luna's arm tightly. "Luna, what's happening?" she whispered urgently.