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New strength surges up. How can I ever forget who I am? I am the Luna of our pack, the one who should be motivating our warriors. I must win this. I am a healer, I must heal myself. I close my eyes and wish healing upon me. Then I open them. I glance at my body real quick and where there are cuts and bruises, I start healing them quickly. The crowd stops, Esther turns to me and her eyes widen in surprise. Threatened, she shows her wolf immediately.

I really appreciate each one of you sticking up with strong Luna up until this point. Y’all are really family… Also I sincerely apologize for the slow update of the novel for such a long and I promise to do better on my next works. Please do well to state you would like to see on the book two of strong Luna as it will be available soon🥰 but before that let me let y’all in on yet another werewolf I’ve been working. Let me know if you want it published in the comments. Love you 🥰 xoxo 😚 love 💕

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

I’m not one to back down from a fight, seeing as how I am literally a war goddess but Selene likes to poke the bear as it were. Artemis chimes in, “I’ve never understood that expression, considering you two are wolves and I’m a wolf shapeshifter. Maybe I should start shifting into a bear”. We all start laughing hysterically. As our laughs abate, I think to my father. He is a Sun God and draws his ancient powers from the Druids of Ire.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

When we emerged from the dungeon, the Alpha gave another verdict. "I have looked upon you with pity and I shall let you live, but you must never show your face in the Hedge wolves pack again." He looked around and continued. "Now leave and never look back." I bowed my head and then left as fast as my weak legs could carry me. When I came across a brook in the woods, I was grateful to the moon goddess and I made myself camp around the brook for a day, quenching my taste and eating the wild nuts I could find while my resolve to make Ryder pay for everything he had done to me both in my first and second life grew.

The kind that made the room bend around them. The kind that said he would tear down the walls of the world before he let anything touch her. For a moment, I forgot I feared him. Because he looked at her the way the moon looks at the sea- inevitable, bound, helpless in its pull. And Orion - strong, composed, resolute - didn’t seem to notice. But I did. And for the first time, I understood how they ruled together: The Alpha was the blade. The Luna was the hand that held it. And they loved each other like battle-tempered steel loves fire. A guard’s clipped voice broke through the haze:

“What does that mean?” The First Fang looked toward her carefully. “They feed on Lunar power.” The words struck like ice through the chamber. The sanctuary pulsed sharply behind Aria. “They were created using corrupted fragments of the Heart itself. The closer they get to Lunar energy, the stronger they become.” Kael immediately pointed downward. “Okay, then why are we allowing them anywhere near the giant glowing magical city filled with Lunar energy?” No one answered. Because there was no easy solution anymore. The sanctuary could not run.

My heart ached. Even after my death, Kenneth still didn’t trust me. Someone had leaked the tragic state of my corpse in the hospital online, causing an uproar. The entire pack was in shock. Everyone whispered among themselves. Their most revered Alpha, Kenneth, had frozen his own Luna to death. In fact, it wasn't just in any season, but it was in the middle of the scorching summer. Everyone knew that the freezer had been faulty long ago. But how could a faulty freezer, left unused for years, still be capable of freezing a living, breathing Luna, who was a warrior with top-tier combat ability, to death?

It read: LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT I, Brian Jefferys of the Blue Fang Pack, being fully of age, in my right state of mind, do make and publish this to be my last will and testament, hereby revoking and annulling any other publications made by me. Item I I direct my ownership of the store, Fang Tattoo, after my death to my daughter, Kristen Jefferys. Kristen will become the soul owner of Fang Tattoo to do with as she sees fit. It is my wish that she will be able to continue to grow and achieve her goals in life. Item II