Tattooed Luna Novels & Stories

After traveling incognito with the Lycans Arystyn finally started to recognize her surroundings. “ I don’t live far from here” Arystyn announced to Jonah the leader of the group. Jonah was the Beta of his pack and was traveling with a band of young Lunas who were going to be mated with members of Jonah’s pack. The Lunas were a big help with Ari and Zander and all took turns holding and cooing over the tiny infants who were seemingly enjoying all the attention. The oldest of the group was Gina who told Arystyn that she had just celebrated her 25th birthday and was set up to be mated to the Alpha’s son Journey and she was hoping she would have a child of her own soon.

"You two know each other?" Calhoun stated more than asked. "Funny." "There's nothing funny about this, Alpha Calhoun." Lady Maddie said. "This girl has-" "Be careful," Calhoun warned, his demeanor getting serious. "She's not just any girl but the future Luna of the guardian pack." The lady swallowed what she had to say. "Lady Maddie must be replaced, I don't want my dear to feel uncomfortable. Leave." Calhoun ordered.

Luna snapped as she walked over to him and snatched the dress, then snapped her fingers. The dress appeared on her body, and Bartram grinned with delight. The dress suited her so perfectly; she looked like a moon goddess that had just stepped out of the lunar realm. "Are you done staring? Can we go now?" She inquired, trying to act impatient. "Not yet. Your birthmark is showing," He said, pointing at her forehead. Luna raised her hand to touch her forehead and hurried to the mirror. The glowing symbol of a half-moon and another unidentifiable mark appeared. She grabbed a brush and tried to hide it, but her father took it from her and styled her hair to perfectly conceal the mark.

“When did I get a tattoo? I… I didn’t.” “Of course you did!” Eva squealed. “Kael bit you, right?” I nodded, flustered. “That’s it! The bite turned into the tattoo… ‘A.K.,’ that has to mean Alpha Kael! My Luna!” She bowed dramatically. “Stop bowing,” I said, laughing despite myself. “Never!” She swept into an exaggerated curtsey. “Great Luna from the great Lycan family of the Dravens!” When our laughter finally faded, she grew quiet. “Diana… There's something I need to tell you. I was waiting for things to calm down, but now it feels right.”

“Yes. But we don’t have time for this—we need to save her.” He released her, and Maya disappeared behind the operating room doors. Kirill sat back down, staring blankly at the floor. “Boss,” Sergey said quietly, “if Maya received blood from Vera… doesn’t that mean she’s your mate?” “I don’t understand why I can’t sense the usual mate bond from her,” Kirill muttered, “but now I’m certain—she’s my Luna. The pull toward her is driving me insane.” “That’s… good, isn’t it?”

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.

“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.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

A loyal Luna serving her deserving Alpha. But reality hit like a brick and it came when the hot water finally ran out. We reluctantly decided to abandon the shower and as we parted ways to sort ourselves out, my crushing loneliness reminded me that I had wolves to save.

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.