Novel & Cerita Taeyeon Ost Hotel Del Luna

Delilah opened her mouth to speak when suddenly Kate cortseyed in front of Liam. "I'm Kate Declan from the Blue Moon Pack. I was chosen by the Moon Goddess yesterday to be your Luna." Delilah felt stupid. Of course Kate had been taught the right thing to do, who would teach her she had no parents. "I see, who are you then?" Liam asked regarding her closely his eyes sweeping over her with mild curiosity. Delilah found it difficult to talk. What wad she going to say. "Or do I suddenly have two mates?" As she watched Adam stepped out from somewhere in the throng of bodies and approached Liam.

Alistair didn’t look the least bit surprise, but he withheld himself from prying further, after all, if there was one thing he had grown to known about Owen, then if was the fact that said Idol didn’t like when people pried into his matter. Especially when it concerned his father, the CEO of S.G entertainment; Taehyun Lee. *~* Driving from Owen’s apartment all the way to her house, Leonica had seriously pondered the males words. It came as a surprise to her each time she remembered the feeling of his lips on her forehead and her cheeks warmed slightly. She couldn’t believe how bold and forward the younger male was. But then again, he was no longer the same person she had tutored in the libra

Some of them stopped to ask me questions concerning where to keep something or where to find the Luna. I answered their questions as much as I could and helped them move on to their duties while I headed upstairs to Lyra’s quarters. I know she will need my help with her dress and other things. The halls buzzed with activity as the entire pack prepared for the event. Tonight would be a celebration, a moment of unity and peace, and I was determined to play my part in making it perfect. I was almost at the top of the stars when a deep voice called my name. “Denise.”

The butler looked at her and then bowed a little, “I was instructed not to let anyone know his condition— but I am really concerned about him now that he had heard that Lady Charlene is declared as the Fated Luna of the Lycans…” “What?” “Pardon? Lady Charlene has been declared as the Fated Luna of the Lycans by the Lycan King and the Saint themselves,” the butler elaborated. This has been the talk since the morning and when it reached Weiss’s ears— he looked as if the world was going to end. “Let me see him,” Ignes firmly requested… she was really concerned.

Her words were directed at the models sitting near her, particularly one with blonde hair who was seated just one chair away from Luna. That model was Taylor. Taylor turned to Luna with a cynical smile. What Luna said was indeed true; judging by the fans, Luna had a much larger following. This fansign event was noticeably livelier compared to the ones Taylor usually attended when Luna wasn't there. Throughout the room, people wearing shirts or accessories adorned with Luna's image dominated the scene, with the black and red background blending together. "You admit it, don't you?" Luna continued, tilting her head slightly to glance at Taylor, a teasing smile on her face, causing Taylor to sco

I looked up at him surprised. Though it was subtle the gesture was blatantly possessive and loving. "You don't expect to see the bride in her wedding party, how observant." Del said in an Ia mocking tone ." Who were you expecting to see? The moon goddess?" Drake blinked for a moment a bit of his poise faltering, he almost choked as he stuttered. "Bride? Layla is your —" "You're right," Del remarked cutting him off, his grin growing. "Layla is now my mate and Luna."

Why would someone hide being a Luna unless… they didn’t want to be known? He pocketed the phone and left, mind buzzing. He had to be sure before he said anything. No slip-ups. That same night, Maya sat cross-legged on his bedroom floor, a new bottle of cologne open beside him. It was a scent designed for Prime Omegas—sweet, magnetic, just enough kick to stir a response. Taiga had never smelled it before. Maya made sure of that. Tomorrow, he’d wear it during morning practice. Just to see. The next morning, Taiga greeted him like always: warm smile, arm casually thrown around his waist, no hesitation.

I lowered my head, but Kyron didn’t slow or acknowledge anything. He marched up the stairs like he was trying to outrun the fury burning in him. At the top of the landing, he finally stopped. He didn’t turn. He didn’t look back. He simply said, voice clipped and hauntingly calm: “Prepare yourself, Tyla.” My throat tightened. “For what?” I whispered. Kyron’s jaw flexed. “Your Luna ceremony is set for the next full moon.” He walked away. No explanation, no comfort and definitely no warning.

The pack gathered, whispers like wind before a storm. Steel clashed with claws. Pain met fire. But Saelaith refused to fall. And as Lira’s eyes widened, she knew this Luna was no longer the rejected girl The cold wind carried memories I tried to bury. I closed my eyes and saw my old pack, my family. Faces I loved, faces that betrayed me. The night I was marked a failure. The moment everything shattered. But those ghosts fueled a fire inside me. I wasn’t their Luna anymore, I was my own. Vaeron stood alone in the moonlit hall. His hands trembled, a rare crack in his armor.

Easton said, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. “What?!” Layla asked with wide eyes. She had guessed that they were lovers, but not that they were mates who had broken their bond. That was a far worse rejection. Aurora was an Omega, and she could have died! “No wonder Aurora is mad about the fact that Anabella is the current Luna of Moonlight Pack,” Layla said, but jolted forward when Easton slammed on the brake abruptly. “What the hell?” Layla muttered. “What?! Anabella is Luna?!” Easton roared, and Layla nodded, which made the man scoff. He glanced at Aurora to make sure she was still asleep. “That terrible asshole!” he muttered in a quieter voice.