Reborn Luna Novels & Stories

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun

Only a select few, like Jace, knew the truth. Hundreds of years ago, the Luna of the first shifter King and his Luna gave birth to twins. Two white wolves, a prince and a princess. The prince went on to inherit the throne, while the princess was said to have died in a rogue wolf attack sometime after her brother's ascension.

There was an undertone of command in it that made my newly transformed wolf restless. “What?” I had asked, turning back to face him reluctantly. I just wanted to go, to start my revenge, to watch Damien’s face when he realized what he’d lost. Silas had stepped closer, his presence filling the small cabin. “When you become Luna, you’ll help me with grants to support my little town. There are people here who depend on me, Clara. They need resources, money, supplies. And you’ll be in the perfect position to provide them.” I remembered nodding quickly, not really listening to the details. “Of course, whatever you need.”

"You are not just a witch who was given a second chance, my darling. You are a Twice-Born. A soul that has crossed the veil of death and returned with something that should never exist in the mortal realm, a fragment of the divine essence that governs life and death itself. The Moon Goddess marked you when she sent you back. Marked you with her own power, her own authority over the cycle of life and death." I paused. Looked at Beatrice. “My mom was already dead when I came back to life. In fact, I came back to her funeral. So what's happening here? Why is my mother sounding as though she knows about everything?” Beatrice looked confused, too. "I can't explain it," she said. "But nothing Luna

ELARA "Luna," the guards in every corridor I passed greeted me. I had to keep reminding myself that they were referring to me. Me! Gregor's voice kept echoing in my head. I was his Luna, mother of two children, Queen of a vast kingdom. It felt like I was in a dream, nothing felt real anymore. As I walked, I kept repeating the names under my breath so they could stick- Jamie, Julia, Alvan, Bannock, Shadowvale, Gregor...

I could destroy, conquer, make Luna vanish entirely. The Obsidian Sons weren’t tools, they were extensions of my will. Soon, everything will now to me. I exhaled slowly, savoring the electricity of possibility, the raw potential of unbroken power. “Then let’s make our first move,” I whispered, not to the AI, not to Thorne, but to myself. As their awakened leader, there would be no turning back. "Luna, originally named Dahlia, recently turned Isla McRae, in Scotland. Can you help me find her son?" I asked, my voice steady, commanding.

I was still working out what to say to her. The old Luna let out a cold laugh. “I was reborn too. I brought you to my side to ask you one thing. Why won't you be Luna this time? That scene at the pool, the one that washed the potion off you, I'm the one who had Theo arrange it. Years ago I was carrying a child, and I drank the broth my mate sent me and lost it. He was a monster, the most selfish creature alive. That is why I mean to destroy him.”

He had found what he was looking for but as he tried to disconnect another stronger presence crashed through the channel. White, Luna. No, she was something else. Erebus stuffed as the second signature slammed into his awareness. Though he hadn't seen her before. He could feel her bond between them. It was Killian's mate. He reached in further, realizing her power was not subtle and even filtered through main channeling, her presence blazed. He had read about this kind of wolf power that could only be possessed by a Lunaris bloodline. One of his candles blew out and another and another.

“Heads she wins. Tails you all lose.” The ravine seemed to press in closer. “What about me?” I asked, hating the brittleness in my voice. “Where do I fit in that logic?” His eyes sharpened. “When a soul like yours gets tangled in that mess,” he said slowly, “reborn, powerful, unclaimed… it makes the whole web shudder.” I went cold. “Reborn,” I repeated. “You died,” he said matter‑of‑factly. “And you remember it. That’s not how this usually goes, little Luna.”

Alarick anxiously asks her. "What if it won't, Alarick? Let us see the better side. Let us pray to the Moon Goddess and ask her for guidance. The Moon Goddess has granted us a second chance by giving us an opportunity to be reborn. I am sure that the Moon Goddess will surely make this plan to work out. We just have to trust her for this. As long as we will do everything we can, it will surely go positively." Luna comforted Alarick by reminding him about how lucky they are to be reborn.