Princess Luna Younger Novels & Stories

Luna retorted. Marcelo, who heard this, was suddenly upset. He took out his strength and threw Luna through the wall of the fence of Marquis Leonardo's residence. "How presumptuous," Marcelo said. "I will destroy you if you dare to hurt my mother," added Marcelo. "My grandson, calm yourself," coaxed King Raulin. "I can't stay silent if my mother is harmed," Marcelo argued. Queen Jane persuaded her grandson. She also explained that Luna was the wife of the seventh prince of the western kingdom. They could go to war if Luna was hurt by the eastern kingdom's descendants.

She will never talk to me again. I let out a sigh and left the castle, going outside and taking a look around the pack and it wasn't as beautiful and joyous as I left it. There was a depressing aura moving around and I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach. How can he ruin things like this? Is it really hard to maintain a pack and keep it safe? "It's hard especially when you forcefully take someone's throne," The moon goddess popped out of nowhere and stood next to me. "Luna ma," I bowed my head in respect and she patted it lightly.

He, too, had failed to detect any scent from the girl. “It doesn’t matter whether she carries a wolf’s scent or not. She is our soon-to-be Luna. Thank the Moon Goddess for sending her into my brother’s life,” Lyra, the princess and Lucien’s stepsister, said excitedly. “She is beautiful, ethereal and on top of that, such a skilled fighter. She is fit to be the future queen. Lucien and she look as though they were made for each other.” “I’m going to Lucien’s chamber. I want to meet my sister-in-law,” Lyra declared, rising from her seat as her two maids hurried after her.

His power crackled in the air, dangerous and deadly. My pulse raced. Queen Lucy’s lips brushed against my ear. “Listen carefully and listen well, Ray. Luna is Elena’s twin sister; she is Ryker’s other child and, I suspect, the true heir.” My mind shattered. I couldn't think straight. What? Luna… Elena’s twin? The other heir? I couldn’t speak. The revelation was too big, too heavy. But Queen Lucy pulled away, her face set with a newfound resolve. She stepped out from behind the crates and shouted, “I’m here!”

“Then let me become the lock.” Selene shook her head immediately. “No.” The young woman smiled sadly. “It is why I was born.” Lucian looked toward Lunaria. “Who is she?” The Oracle whispered, “The first Queen’s sister.” Silence. Amara stared. “Selene had a sister?” “Yes.” “Her name was…” Lunaria’s voice softened. “Princess Lyra.” ⸻ Lucian froze. “Cassian told us Lyra was the King’s daughter.” “He believed that.”

I could feel it deep down my guts. Why else did she become Luna right after Luna Eleanor's death, and her son, Max, whom she hid away for years, was immediately crowned as the second prince, and publicly pronounced as Rocco's half-brother? If that wasn't fishy, then I'm not sure what it is. "Hey, I've been looking everywhere for you." I heard a familiar voice. I turned around. It's her. The girl from last night. "What do you want? Wasn't I clear enough last night when I asked you to leave me alone?" I asked, folding my arms.

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

Present Day Portland, Oregon One hundred and fifty years later—aging one year for every thirty that passed once a lupus garou reached puberty—Diana was the equivalent of a twenty-one-year-old human. She longed more than ever to have Caleb for her mate, wishing she hadn’t had to hide from the pack all these years. The burning desire for him flooded her veins whenever she came into the wolf’s heat. Her body craved his touch, but her mind had given up hoping to ever have him for her own. If she could find a strong, agreeable human mate, she could change him into a lupus garou, and he would keep her safe from Ragnar.

his words sparked more curiosity in me. “The moon goddess did not reveal to me what name the girl bears. But She is the daughter of a broken warrior from a nearby pack, She bears a feather-like mark slightly above her breast. The mark is the only way to find her” he explained. I walked to the window buried in thoughts. My hands crossed across my at my back. “Zeus, there are over a billion girls on earth. How am I suppose to know this special girl” For a moment the room was silent the old man search for the right words to say.

"This game has been going on for five years. It's time to end it." "Watching her come and go like a dog whenever called is really boring. What a fool. A fake mating certificate was enough to fool her completely. Did she really think an orphan like her could marry into the Shadowmoon Pack and become Luna? If she hadn't looked decent back then, I wouldn't have bothered with this charade." Hearing the voices from the private room, the joy I'd felt from suddenly learning I was the Alpha's daughter and about to inherit the pack vanished completely.