Tears Of A Luna Vega Novels & Stories

Dayna frowned in confusion. “ Have you suddenly gone deaf?” Haven’s voice was much louder this time. She pushed herself off the bed, her red eyes glaring at the healer. “ I said get out!” She yelled and Dayna’s brows pinched in finally seeing Haven’s face. The Luna’s eyes were red and extremely swollen and she could still see traces of tears on her cheeks . Has she been crying? “ Luna? Are you okay?” She quickly stepped forward and stretched her hand to touch her forehead but Haven pulled back immediately. She tried again and this time, her hand landed to her forehead and her eyes widened slightly.

Four new Lunas had arrived since the day before, and Jeanette made sure I was introduced to them before getting everyone else settled in at the tables assembled in the greenhouse. “This is Luna Makayla Crestwood of the Red Oasis Pack, Luna Katherine O’Donnell of the Bloodmoon Pride, Luna Sarah Clark of the Silent Silver River Pack, and Luna Lisa Lawrence of the Raging Peaks Pack. Ladies, this is Alpha Selene D’Arcadia Volkov of the Opalescent Moon Pack.”

Lyra said as we fused over Vega. "Vega love, can you wake up for me. I know you are tired, but Lyra and I need to know that you are ok," I said as I wiped Vega's hair from her face. "I'm fine; I'm just thirsty, nauseous, and tired. Can you get me some water?" Vega asked Lyra. Lyra went straight to the kitchen and got Vega some fresh cold water from the water jug. Then swiftly made her way back to Vega and handed her the water.

Tears poured down my face—not the delicate, strategic tears I used for my manipulations, this one was furious, tasting like acid and rage mixed. I slammed my palm against the wall, the impact stinging. “I am your Luna, Varkos!” I sobbed. “I am your future! I am the only woman you need in your life!” My legs finally gave out and I collapsed onto the edge of the bed, my pulse pounding so loudly I swore it was the only thing I could hear. My fingers gripped painfully into the silk sheets as if I could tear reality apart and stitch it back the way it was supposed to be.

He gives me a nod and turns to ask Hanna a question. Jared leads me to Delian who sits on the edge of the couch, her lip between her teeth. "Deili, the Luna is here." Her little blue eyes find mine and I can already see them welling with tears. Her lip breaks free of its hold and wobbles. I quickly kneel in front of her and use my good arm to pull her into a hug. She begins to loudly cry into my shoulder, breaking out in apologies several times over.

Gavin turned back to the Luna, whose right hand is still cupping Gavin’s left cheek. “What—I—I don’t understand,” he stuttered out, casting a brief glance back to the Pack Alpha who is quietly just looking at them with something unreadable, but Gavin could name it now. Longing. For what? “Y-you look like me—b-but, what, what is happening? I—” Gavin halted his rambling when the Luna brough her other hand to cup his face fully. Her eyes are welling with tears, brows furrowed as she seemingly fought herself from just bursting into tears—Gavin don’t understand! What is happening?!

The veil between worlds was naturally thin there, which was why Selene had planned to perform a ritual at that location. The Void had beaten them to it. A massive tear hovered above the cemetery, bigger than any they'd seen before. Through it, they could see the grey expanse of the Void. And standing at the edge of the tear, held by a figure made of shadow, was Luna. "Mama!" Luna cried out, struggling against her captor. "Let her go!" Aria shouted. "Come closer," a voice echoed from the tear. One of the three, Aria realized. "Come see what awaits your daughter."

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

she continued, “and it stayed broken long after yours healed. You were granted the mercy of your true mate. I did not have that comfort.” Callan held her gaze, memories pressing in despite himself. He had loved her once with the reckless intensity of youth, before duty and destiny had settled into place. He did not regret his Luna, not for a single breath, but he had not imagined ever seeing Vega again. “I am not here for myself,” Vega said, tightening her hold on the child. “I am here for her.” Callan’s eyes dropped to the infant. “Is she yours?” “No,” Vega answered, and this time tears gathered at the edges of her lashes. “She is an innocent, and she must live.”

Luna's tears slowly subsided as she took deep breaths, allowing herself to release the pent-up emotions that had been weighing her down. After some time, Luna separated herself from me, with tears now drying on her cheeks. She looked up at me with a small smile as she held her hand to me, gesturing for me to look at the arms that she had rolled up. "I want you to see the scars," Luna whispered, her voice filled with vulnerability. I took her hand and gently traced my fingers over the faded marks. Her pale skin was marked with cuts, bruises, and scars, each telling a story of pain and survival. Luna's eyes held a mixture of sadness and resilience as she shared this intimate part of herself wi