Shauna Pokemon Novels & Stories

MICHELLE’s POV. With trembling hands, I collect the paper from the doctor and continue to stare back at it. I was not expecting what he said a few minutes ago. How can I be pregnant? Was this some kind of joke? He said I couldn’t get pregnant right? I have been trying for four years now and my efforts yielded superfluous dejections so this is why the result in my hand has me trembling. Four years of being the Luna of my pack has got me trying to produce an heir to the legendary pack of the shadow warriors but I could not.

The whole stadium is waiting for Lauren to send out his next pokemon as they wait in anticipation, Lauren looks at Assunta who is also waiting in anticipation for her opponent's next move. Lauren "Since you have come all the way to the finals, I will honor you to face my first ever pokemon" Assunta 'His first pokemon? is he talking about Venusaur, no he is referring to some other pokemon, is it Charizard or Blastoise, what could it be'

Just like they were on que, they all burst out laughing, pointing at her as they expressed their disbelief. The three devils couldn’t stop laughing while Catherine, a brown small wolf retreated to herself more. She was smaller than even omegas. A few pups who had been able to shift from childhood were bigger than her. Her size was nothing to talk about and it brought questioning, shame and embarrassment to her so she hated to shift in front of people most times. She just wanted to dig up a hole in the group and force herself into it. “Is this your wolf?” Martha asked in between laughs.

I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack. I tried to avoid her, but before I could turn away, she stepped into my path. “Well, well, well.” She sneered. “Look who’s playing dress up.” I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I said, my voice steady. “Please excuse me.” Her lip curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t remember me, Rowena. The rejected Luna. The murderer.”

No sign of her. I am Rachel Thornhill, daughter of Thomas Thornhill, who is the beta of the Winter Moon pack. I have long chestnut brown hair, almost to my waist. My eyes are a forest green and if you look closely you can see gold speckles in them. My skin is an olive tone, and I have about a dozen light freckles sprinkled over my face. My lips are full and a dull shade of pink. I am one of the shorter girls of my pack, measuring a whopping 5'3" and weighing 125 lbs. "She should have parished with the bitch that manipulated you! She is the byproduct of having a child with someone who is not your mate!" sneered my stepmother.

“From today onwards, Kieran is the new Luna of our pack and you will all treat her with the respect she deserves” One by one, I watched their heads bow in reverence. It was supposed to feel nice but it didn't. I ignored the holes that Sabrina was burning into my head. If I thought this was somewhat over, then clearly I was just being delusional.

I could tell he was fighting the urge to argue back,he hated when others doubted me or questioned my worth but for once, I wanted him to let me handle this. Before I could respond, my father’s voice rang out, firm and commanding. "That’s enough," he said sharply, turning to Evenly with a scowl. "I didn’t bring you here to say things like that." Evenly straightened but didn’t back down. “You know I’m saying the truth,” she said coolly, her tone clipped. Her hand moved to rest on Sylvia’s, a motherly gesture that felt more like a display than affection. “Sylvia is the one truly fit for the role of Luna of the Moonshadow Pack. She has a strong wolf and has been trained to carry herself like a L

He brought me to the lounge close to his office and left. Immediately he left, I woke up already and had a beautiful smile on my face remembering the deep kiss we had. I wanted to meet him again, but then I overheard him speaking with someone about me. I decided to pay attention to what they were saying, and I felt deeply hurt by what the friend said about me. “I really want to know what you are doing with Naomi, come on, she is woofless and will not fit to be your Luna.” Tears rolled from my eyes and I wiped it off. I was not born woofless, but my wolf form was suppressed by the people I once thought had my best interest in heart.

She laughed and swiped at her tears. “I’ll show you ugly!” She said as she swung at me. “You wouldn’t hit an injured man!” I yelped. “I’d bet my life that I would!” She laughed as she swung again. “After I get everything that is ours, I plan on going back for my queen,” I said. “She isn’t yours anymore. She isn’t yours to go back for, she cannot be your Luna,” Mave said cautiously. “But is she,” I said. “No, Shane, she isn’t. She’s no longer back there. She’s back at his pack now, his Luna, his mate, his,” Mave said. She said it as if she needed to convince me of what I wasn’t seeing.

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”