Tattooed Luna Novels & Stories

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.

He was dressed in a leather jacket and jeans, and his piercing blue eyes scanned the room as he made his way to the counter. Lily whistled. "Well, hello there," she said, smirking. Luna couldn't help but feel a little jealous as the stranger approached the counter. She watched as he ordered a black coffee, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. As he turned to leave, their eyes met for a brief moment. Luna felt her cheeks flush, and she quickly looked away. But as she turned back to her work, she caught a glimpse of something on the stranger's wrist - a strange tattoo, unlike anything she had ever seen before.

A bottomless, hollow sorrow welled up inside me. Oh, Alexander. You look so pathetic, drowning in your own lies. That night, three years ago, as you were boarding your private jet with Oliver, I was chained in a damp, dark basement. Vivian's five rogues circled me. One of them was slowly, meticulously, carving the Luna tattoo from the back of my neck with a silver knife. "Heard the Luna loves her little pup," the lead rogue sneered, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Too bad. Can't even save herself, let alone her daughter."

She could only force herself to retort, "Leonard, stop asking! I really didn't lie to you!" She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. "Leonard, you're not scared, are you? Are you afraid Silvermoon Pack will retaliate? What are you afraid of? With me here, I'm a descendant of an Alpha. As long as you make me your Luna, no one will retaliate against you." She grabbed Leonard's trouser leg desperately as tears streamed down her face. Her voice was a mixture of tenderness and sorrow. "You love me, don't you? Please look at me and have mercy on me... We'll be together forever. We'll have everything..."

_*]:min-w-0"> Luna's mark pulsed. Steady. Insistent. _*]:min-w-0"> Like a heartbeat. _*]:min-w-0"> Or a warning. _*]:min-w-0">

I need to dress up and also make sure that Leo is ready. I turned back and headed upstairs. I wonder what sort of clothing I should put on. I need something that would pass a message without being shouting or showy, something that would show at a glance that I am Luna. I had to ask Denise for help as she is good with fashion. As I was heading back, I overheard the workers discussing. “Did you see the banners? Absolutely magnificent.” “I heard the Alpha of the Northern Cliffs is here. Imagine traveling all that way!”

“Heard information about a Luna lurking in the woods alone and thought to come take a look.’ I stiffened, memories of that day replaying in my head. “I’m not Luna anymore.” His gaze flickered to my wrists, where the faint burns from the silver still showed. As a werewolf, a mark is left as an identification for those banished or exiled. He nodded in understanding, “Ah. Banished." He tilted his head. “What’s the crime?” I didn’t answer. Not like I owe him anything. He chuckled. “Fair enough. My name’s Riven.”

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

One stone. Crib five Selene Origin girl silver-white hair floor length eyes closed moon tattoo white small on forehead small finger clear with white heart gold thread inside, three hearts ghost faintest sleeping one stone hold: human, Ghost and first Ghost girl, Luna Origin heart from first wolf and origin empty. One stone.

I rubbed his arm and he sighed in defeat. "How is she, doctor?" I asked the doctor and she bowed in front of us. "Alpha's pride, our future Luna is very strong. I have stitched her wounds. She would need to visit the hospital for a month at least. Then she will be fine. I am giving her some medicines. You should take them on time. Take care of your diet. And you will be perfectly fine in a month." She replied to my question. Adam nodded his head and turned around.