Runaway Luna Novels & Stories

Their whiskey is top shelf. “Say, Ian, doesn’t that Luna look an awful lot like the rogue bitch who escaped not too long ago?”. Ian turns in his chair and watches as the brunette beauty obliviously walk past us with her alpha. “Nah, that wolf had no hopes of becoming a luna. She was a dejected, sad little female. That luna is far too sophisticated”. I wasn’t too sure. I myself haven’t had a chance to ‘participate’ with her as Ezekiel used her mostly himself but there is something so familiar about those green eyes.

Luna, Alpha Burst, Sierra, and Orson agreed that they needed to open a channel of communication with the rival pack to understand their motivations and grievances. Luna's role in this endeavor was vital. Her powers of healing and empathy allowed her to connect with others on a profound level. She would serve as the bridge between their pack and the rival pack, attempting to find common ground and peaceful solutions. Under the moon's gentle glow, Luna ventured toward the borders of the enchanted Nampa, accompanied by Alpha Burst, Sierra, and Orson. They approached the territory claimed by the rival pack with caution, aware that tensions were running high. It wasn't long before they encountere

She let out a soft howl, the sound echoing through the forest as she bounded away from Asher and the pain he represented. With a newfound sense of freedom, Luna ran through the trees, her paws barely touching the ground. She could feel the wind in her fur, the moonlight on her back, and the thrill of the hunt in her heart. She was a werewolf, wild and untamed, and nothing could catch her now. As Luna disappeared into the forest, Asher was left standing alone by the brook, his heart heavy with confusion and longing. He couldn't help but wonder what secrets Luna was hiding, and why she was so adamant about keeping them from him.

he says, nodding his head. “Please call me Kate,” I say, taking a sip of the orange juice. He says nothing, just walks away. I look to Troy and Jake as they glance at each other before turning to me. “What?” I ask. "The only person who will call you Kate is Troy. To the rest of the pack, you are Luna. It is seen as disrespectful to call the Luna by her name.” Jake explains. “But I am not a Luna, not yet anyway,” I say. Troy stops messing with the pile of papers and looks at me.

She might be strong or might have even grown stronger since Liam gave her his mark, but still, she could not take on Noah not to talk of Isaac that was beside him. She looked behind Noah and her eyes zeroed in on the gray colored mansion. It was all her fault. If only she had not let her father talk her into going for the full moon run, she would have done what she planned on doing. Time was running out. People were talking. They were beginning to say that Liam did not want her. That she was also the one that plotted against Scarlett and made her to be banished. She had gone ahead to lead the pack for the full moon run with Noah just to show that she had not been casted aside. To warn other

Council investigators moved between the rows, checking license numbers, dashboard cameras, and route records. Lawrence stepped out beside me. His expression was stern, but mine must have been worse. The drivers nearest us lowered their eyes the moment I approached. Even the human ones could sense the pressure of my wolf, though they likely had no idea what had provoked it. Ruelle had been missing for nearly ten hours. Ten hours in the company of men who had torn a ribbon from her hair and abandoned cash along a forest road. Every minute that passed made it harder to keep the beast inside me under control.

After ten minutes of flying, Cain’s obnoxious babble is heard through the headphones. I barely pay attention to his asinine conversation, but word keeps breaking through his drowning. “Luna” and “Willowa Pack”. The very thought of being Luna of this pack making me bristle. I want to be Luna to a group of unruly rogues, painting beautiful murals on the walls of our tiny cabin.

Luna couldn't move an inch away from him. "Before kidnapping you, I had to eliminate that old lady, Maruna. She apparently had the ability to see someone's future. Luckily, I took care of her just in time. Otherwise, Lucas and the others would have found out about my plan to abduct you," Trav is admitted, causing Luna's eyes to widen in shock.

"That was exactly what I said." Luna's insides twitched; they were here because of her, after all. She couldn't just let them ruin the pack she had lived in all her life. She had to turn herself in; that was the only chance of survival and helping the pack. 'Father, only I can stop this.' She mindlinked him. 'The Monsell wants me for breeding because I am an altamunar.' Bartram's gaze shifted to Luna. 'What?!' 'Phoebe and Griffin will explain better.'

Nala folded her arms tighter across herself, shot a quick glance at her daughter. The sight of Luna lying there wrapped in Road Devils leather made something twist painfully inside Nala’s chest, because this – this exact fucking thing – was what she had spent eleven years running from. She had crossed state lines and changed names and rebuilt herself molecule by molecule to keep her daughter away from this world, away from cuts and clubhouses and violent men with dead eyes and easy tempers, and now Luna was sleeping beneath a biker patch like fate itself had finally caught up to them both.