Tatooed Luna Novels & Stories

Chris' PoV “Well then, Luna of the Night Moon Pack, why don’t you step forward and show everyone how strong you are?” I taunted causing her to hesitate and flinch when hearing my remark. As she shown no movement, I glanced over at the trainees who were sitting in a dumbstruck state and gave a pitied look, “awww, your little Luna is scared to lose against a weak and small wolf” I insulted whilst glancing over at the trainees.

Eeva took the time to paint the pack insignia on the center of my chest in dark, blood-red body paint, with golden paw prints scattered on the visible skin all over my body, as per the tradition of a new Luna. "News has already spread about you. People can't wait to meet you and get to know you. They want you as their Luna." My friend explains with a grin on her face. I knew that Eeva had started spreading the news about Tate finding his mate and that the warriors Tate and I would cross paths with would have said a few words, so it made sense that the pack already knew about me. Personally, I was just worried about not being a good Luna.

Addie could see Jess among the crowd, twisting her towel in her hand and looking like she was going to cry. The Luna came out of the house holding a whip in her hand. The Luna was a pretty woman, about thirty, with short black hair cut into a trendy pixie cut. She obviously trained with the warriors. She was muscular and looked like she could take on any male warrior and win. Addie knew this was going to be bad. The warrior pulled her up on the makeshift stage and tried to pull Addie’s hands above her head. It was somewhat amusing as she was just as tall as the warrior but his arms were stubby. “Do you need a stool to stand on?” she asked, amused.

He nodded and said, “Of course, my love. Whatever you want.” He kissed her forehead and led her to their room, which was decorated with candles, flowers, and silk sheets. Natalia slipped into the bathroom, her heart pounding in anticipation. This is it, after tonight, she'll officially be the Luna. She would have a family, a mate, a pack. Everything she had ever hoped for, and she'll cherish it with all her life.

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.

“Yeah, Diana. You're just saying that because you're jealous. You've been trying to get a tattoo for years and never succeeded.” Diana's face turned red, almost purple. A low growl escaped her throat, causing some students to recoil. She looked like she was about to lose control, but Paula was not intimidated. “Oh my God!” Paula suddenly shouted, pointing to the tattoo at the base of Mia's back. “You also got an inscription in the language of wolves that says: Luna of the Moons. Strength. Healing. Love. I knew it! You can only be Nolan's mate!” Paula's scream echoed like thunder in the parking lot, and in the next instant, everything seemed to freeze.

She said, “and I'm sure they were only after me.” “I think so too,” the alpha supported. “They kept charging after your mother,and only tried to harm me when I defended her.” Blaine's legs shook,and he dragged his hands down his face as he exhaled a quick huff. “And you didn't see any of these men's faces?” The Luna shook her head. “I recognised their tattoos though.” “What kind of tattoos?” She glanced at me like it hurt to do so,and at that point it seemed her upper lip was always perpetually curled up–her nose wrinkled–whenever she stared at me.

He just stood quietly, watching me. “She looks nothing like her,” I said, pacing the room. “But those eyes… I should have known.” “She doesn’t know either,” he said softly. “About who she really is.” That made me pause. “She doesn’t know?” I asked. “No. The Luna never told her. She was just a child when her mother died. Violeta grew up thinking she was a simple girl. That’s why she was so easy to fool. That’s why Thania found her.”

"I remember you have a tattoo on your ankle. Why is it gone now?" Luna explained anxiously, "I was scalded by the water Mrs. Barrett splashed on me, so I had no choice but to undergo skin grafting surgery on my ankle. I also removed my tattoo in the process." "But I remembered Mrs. Barrett splashing the water on your body, not on your foot. Did you cover up the tattoo on your ankle out of guilt?" Grabbing Luna's wrist, Mia asked again, "Did you cover up the tattoo on your ankle out of guilt?"

Cassie gushed, sitting on the other side of me. I agreed that it was. The sun was setting, casting a pink haze over the sky. A man stood at a table under the pillars with two velvet pouches. Leo explained quietly that he was an elder in the pack. Before long, another man appeared. “That’s Alpha Gabriel,” Leo whispered into my ear. A woman then came in from the left. “And that’s Lisa,” he said. “She’s the soon-to-be Luna.” She was young, with her cheeks flushed pink, and she was smiling. She wore a long, violet lace gown with a deep purple cape and a hood over her head. She looked stunning against the backdrop of the river and the setting sun.