Phoenix Luna Scar Novels & Stories

His deep laugh fills the room and Phoenix glares at him, holding me closer. “Luna?” who the hell is Luna? ‘It is the name given to the mates of Alphas. If they were still part of their packs, you would be Luna of Sacred Moon pack.’ Willow explains before my imagination runs away with itself. “You will always be my Luna. Pack or no pack.” Phoenix nips my earlobe and sets me down on a chair opposite the mysterious Amarragh.

Antonio asks in a coy voice, “you look shaken, don’t tell me you have a fright for needles.” Carmela looks up at him and she doesn’t say anything. What can she say? She knows he doesn’t trust her and he is only teasing her. “Do you even know what the being the phoenix Luna is really about?” He asks her, his voice sounding normal this time around. “What is it about?” Carmela asks in a wry tone. Antonio smiles at her, “you really are naive, aren’t you? You don’t know that the phoenix Luna, meant to rule over the Lycan kingdom with her mate, is a wielder of one the most ancient magic?”

"One committed suicide six months later. The other went feral and had to be put down." The horror of it settles in my chest. "She destroys people." "For money." Luna's voice is cold. "And she's very good at it. Phoenix doesn't want to believe it because she's family, but the evidence is clear." "What do we do?" I feel helpless. "We can't force her out without Phoenix's support." "We watch her." Luna closes the tablet. "Document everything. Wait for her to make a mistake. She will eventually—they always do." "What if we don't have time?" The fear spills out. "What if she does enough damage before we catch her?"

Someone’s phone was blaring out what sounded like a live broadcast, and one with a voice that was all too familiar. “Yes, it’s horrible, but I’m afraid it’s true!” Louisa said passionately. “My sister, the soon-to-be Luna of Eclipse Pack, is a wolf who can’t shift!”

But she was bluntly ignored. “Whatever, not like I would have cared if you had bled to death” she hissed and continued. “Have you see the mark on my neck, I am the Luna of Onyx's pack, do you know that means, tsk, tsk tsk, such poor and young lives wasted, I’ll love to see you pale, whitish dead faces when Alpha Reid comes for you and your pack!” Scarlet smirked again, resting backward comfortably while crossing her hands over her chest.

she gasped, covering her protruding belly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry my dear, did I hurt you?” Scarlet asked worriedly. Monica smiled softly and shook her head. “I’m fine Luna.” Scarlet sighed in relief. “I’m sorry but you know Damien’s wolves are everywhere. One can never be too careful, you know,” she smiled painfully. “I understand Luna, you don’t need to explain,” the younger girl replied and frowned, grunting softly as she placed her hand on her waist to ease the pain.

He started patting my back gently and I soon relaxed into his hold. I breathed in his scent and it sort of calmed my raging and turbulent soul. All the confusion I felt earlier began to dissipate and I leaned into his hold. "Nathan?" I called against his chest. "Yes, my Luna," he answered. "I thought getting healed from the scars on my body was going to put an end to my problems," I began. Nathan moved his hands into my hair and began to play with it by running his fingers through it. "I had no idea that the scars only changed their original position. . ." I trailed. "From my skin to my soul," I muttered. "And every day, it gets worse. . ." I went on.

I saw a blonde seated in the sitting room and I couldn’t help but smile. She had an innocent face with long blonde hair that was made into a ponytail. She looked very beautiful. “Hi, I’m Catherine, you?” “Diana. welcome” Diana muttered and I nodded with a smile. “I hope to enjoy my six months stay here, I’m from the Skyler pack. I work in the pack company” I replied and she smiled. “I’m a manager in a private company… I’m from the Ryder pack” She replied and I nodded. “I’d like to be a manager one day” I muttered as I went into my room and I gasped. It was plain and very neat. There was a desk and table for reading with a lamp.

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.