Quinn Mossbacher White Lotus Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

And at the far end of the land, nestled beneath willow trees, stood the nursery—a cozy, colorful building where pups played under the watchful eyes of caretakers. Each space was set apart, like organs of a living body, all beating for one heart: the pack house. As Knox’s car pulled to a stop before the main entrance, a small crowd gathered. Pack members. Curious eyes. Whispered words. Respectful nods. At the front of the group stood a tall, radiant woman with Knox’s dark eyes and a glowing smile that reached all the way to Lydia’s chest. Emily. She stepped forward and enveloped Lydia in a warm, firm hug. “Welcome to Blue Moon. You must be Lydia.”

A whisper past through her mind but she could not catch the words as she stood before the alter and found Leonidas chained to its surface. “Release him,” She commanded Adam as she looked around her. The space around them was deserted apart from the medical tents that held the now wounded members of Moon Fang. The air was calm and quiet, too quiet. Dread filled her as she noticed the flicker of fires in the distance from across the lake. The sound of breaking chains filled the air as Leonidas leaped from the heavy iron chains that held him captive and rubbed at his wrists. His hair was dishevelled and for the first time since the Pack Wars he saw fear in his eyes.

All wolves deserves a pack and was granted a pack title by the Alpha, no matter how dark a status the pack may have. It is possible to say they're pursuers from the dark packs. I squint my eyes but as I force myself to look further, my vision began to turn blurry. The moment my head felt light, my body follows weakly falling down. The happening was so fast it's almost too scary. In the midst of losing consciousness, I still witnessed the way the carriage doors opened before a man with white long hair and peculiar purple eyes stares at me with a smirk. "It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra."

“You don’t know what that means, do you?” I shook my head and I looked at Quinn to make sure that she was just as confused as i was. She was. “People who were born during a blue moon are direct decendants of the Moon goddess. They have no wolves because they already hae protection and all the power that they need.” Interesting. “So what exactly is she? Does she have some kind of special powers or something?” “She’s a White Wolf. She doesn’t exactly have any powers but they are a direct line to the goddess herself. Whatever they say goes because she values them. She may not have any powers but that doesn’t match up to the fact that she is as powerful as she wants to be.”

My real one, white, long, rippling, flowed behind me, trailing like smoke. Below me, the kingdom pulsed. Awake and Peaceful. Above me, the moon shone full and pale, watching like an old friend. I didn’t cry. I didn’t speak. But inside me, something ancient stirred. Something I knew would live long after I was gone. The White Luna was never a gift from the gods. She was born in fire. In betrayal. In war. And she rose for every broken soul who thought they weren’t enough. The wind howled once, like it agreed. My eyes flashed silver. And the world… Faded to white.

Alpha Rufus said to her. "Good he still has some senses left in him. I walked to a single couch and made myself comfortable. I might be young but they dare not mess with me, they know who I am and the stuff I'm made of. "No, this will never happen, our Maya is supposed to be the Luna of blood moon pack and not Zendaya. Not that stupid and dirty daughter of a fool. "Watch it, woman, I would not sit here and watch you Insult my mate before me" I warned and she kept quiet fuming visibly.

My voice trembled. "There were nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done to deserve being hated by the people who were supposed to love me most, I believed every cruel word, I really believed I was nothing." " I took a slow breath. "But you were wrong." I turned slightly, looking at Oliver before smiling through my tears. "The Moon Goddess had already written a different future for me." I looked back at them. "The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith."

The witch had covered all their bases. “I don’t think it’s human. It’s too small. I don’t know what was sacrificed for this, but at least it wasn’t that.” “That is disgusting.” Reese gagged again. “Destroy it. Moon Goddess forgive us for seeing this shit.” I chuckled at my Gamma. Pulling out my phone, I took multiple photos. Both of the box and the doll inside. Sending them to Norah, I called her. “Norah.” “Ephraim, the fucking hell did you send me? How could just send that shit to my phone? I’m at a tasting right now! I nearly threw up!”

"I always knew you were special. From the first moment I met you in the kitchen. Please wake up, Aria.“ She will," Rowan said quietly. Liana nodded. She touched Aria's hand briefly, a gentle, fleeting gesture—then stepped back. "When she wakes, tell her we're all waiting. The whole pack. She’s our Luna.” "The White Luna," Nyssa, smiled. "That’s who she is no no." Liana smiled. Lois guided her toward the door. "I'll be back for the night watch," he said to Rowan. "Get some sleep, Rowan.