Selena Gomez Zodiac Sign Novels & Stories

Not in her territory. In neutral land. Music. Food. Light. Everything Damien’s rule didn’t feel like anymore. And wolves went. Curious. Hesitant. Tempted. She stood among them. Smiling. Soft. Feminine. Familiar. “She is dangerous,” Selena said gently. “And he is blinded.” They nodded. “She makes wolves unstable.” True—out of context. “She caused a lunar surge.” Also true. “She will bring war.” That part— That part was a lie.

But, her eyebrows clutched, tilting her head, she looked closely at the information. " A magical forest built by the only true Luna, Selena Gallian? What the heck is this?" She stood up, confusion shrouded with face with an uncertain emotion. " Mother of Present Alpha Belerick, Dead. Selena is the mother of Belerick. How is this possible? Wait. What did it say? Blessed with Magic from Mood goddess. Don't people who are blessed with Magic-" She mumbled but her thoughts got interrupted when she read more details.

The mysterious woman stared at my face for a few seconds in shock and surprise, then her face broke into a dazzling smile. “Wow, you are indeed a smart woman, Zella! You guessed my identity correctly. I’m indeed Selene, the Moon Goddess of wolves. Despite all my scheming, in the cave, the water and all, you still guessed my identity correctly. Congrats, brilliant guess!” Goddess Selene clapped her hands in glee.

a voice called softly from behind me. I turned to see Selena standing in the doorway, her expression hesitant. She looked better than she had weeks ago, the shadows under her eyes fading and her movements less stiff. Still, there was a fragility to her that hadn’t been there before Veyron’s influence. “Selena,” I said, motioning for her to join me. “What’s on your mind?” She stepped onto the balcony, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. “I’ve been analyzing the symbols from the wolf’s body,” she began. “They’re older than anything I’ve studied before, and their magic… it doesn’t align with the Moon Goddess’s energy.”

She had transformed from a girl shadowed by grief and trauma into a young woman capable of shaping her own narrative. Romantically, she maintained cautious optimism. She was open to love, yet she understood that her heart was valuable and required protection. Experiences with Marcus had taught her the importance of boundaries, self-respect, and the courage to walk away from relationships that threatened her well-being. Now, Selene approached potential connections with clarity, knowing that her resilience and wisdom were assets, not vulnerabilities.

After listening, Koven was deeply puzzled and turned to Matthew. "You're not suspecting Selena, right? That's impossible. Just look at her silly appearance and you'd know she would never do such a thing. So, please stop guessing, okay? You always treat the people around you as bad guys." At this point, Matthew just directly asked Koven, "Do you know Selena's birthday?" "April 26th," Koven glanced at him and replied. Matthew placed his hand on the computer, swiped twice, and opened the homepage of the white avatar.

Another sigh escaped Selena’s mouth. “We shouldn’t worry about him just now, though. We need to be worried about you.” Selena looked at Trisha who spoke. Trisha gave her a look. “Or have you forgotten?” “What is she talking about?” She asked Dalett. “The full moon, Selena. How could you have forgotten? The full moon of this month ends on this day. The day when brutality sets in. The urge to kill or run away begins to take hold of you, only to return the next day. Naked.”

“That makes no sense.” “It makes perfect sense,” Selena replied casually. “Besides, I never intended to become a Luna. I'd die of boredom if I had to live in the palace and work non-stop my whole life. You know who I am, Gamma. I’m a career woman who enjoys travelling and relaxing. Becoming a Luna is not my life's goal.” At last, Una nodded in understanding. “All right.” 'Then,” Selena continued, lifting her teacup again, “what else was discussed?”

I released her to save her from her own thoughts. "What happened wasn't your fault, Selene," I said earnestly. Selene looked me in the eyes fully now and the sorrow behind them was more apparent than ever. "Yes, it is, Tor," she said sadly. "Because it's me." My brow furrowed at her words. "What do you mean?" I asked. Selene squeezed her eyes shut and tears trickled down her cheeks. "I am the one born of the moon and of magic." Her voice was hardly a whisper as she confessed. "That's why the silver can affect me… because I am half shifter."

Sia’s phone rang, and she checked the caller. “I have an emergency…take care.” Hazel stood there, lost. Ariel Pearl? Was that Selene’s name, or was Sia mistaken? Hazel dialled Damon’s contact, and it got connected. “Hey,” “Hmm, I just received Selene’s files, and they’re clean. She was born in Germany and…” “No. I think that information is fake.” Hazel chimed in, It was just a hunch, but it won’t hurt to check it out.