Novel & Cerita The Alpha God's Luna

“And that’s how you see a Luna?” “Isn’t a Luna really just the other person who runs the pack? It lets people know you’re an authority figure. The way I see it, Alpha and Luna doesn’t mean male or female, it means the leader who was born into the role and the leader the Goddess chose to rule beside them."

They were aware that if the Council of the Gods found out about what had happened, it could lead to serious trouble. "This isn't right, not at all," murmured Alpha Aoron with frustration. "Indeed, brother. I cannot fathom how they allowed an inexperienced girl to assume the position of the lunar goddess," replied Alpha Zoran, sharing the same concern. Both alpha wolves wondered how it had been possible for Luana, a girl with no experience or understanding of divine laws, to be appointed as the goddess Luna. They feared that her lack of comprehension and control over her powers could have disastrous consequences.

“And they aren’t twins, so while they respect how much power we have, they don’t quite see us as real alphas without a luna.” “What’s that?” I asked. “What does… being an alpha mean?” “It means we lead the Blue Moon pack,” Matt said. “Well… specifically, Tony leads the pack, and I’m his right hand.” “A very unreliable right hand,” Tony groused. “A luna is supposed to represent our connection to the moon goddess.” “I thought you said she was dead.” “She is, but it’s still a tradition,” Tony said. “How can a goddess die?” I asked. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

Of course, also has twice or thrice longer lifespan than the human race. An alpha, on the other hand, is the complete opposite of them. They were very few and in a hundred betas and omegas, you can only find two or three. Most Alphas came from a descendant of an Alpha. It was rare to be an Alpha child of a beta or omega. Most know about the three. But there is one status that is not talked enough. Luna. Every Alpha’s fated mate is called Lunas. And all Lunas can be the embodiment of the goddess. They can possess a huge portion of the goddess’s power. They are considered stronger than the Alphas. Legends had it that most of their abilities were used to defend against vampires.

he asked refraining from calling her part-sigardian. Luna said nothing, her heart was crushed that in the moment she thought she would become Dracah’s Luna her secret was exposed. “ He doesn’t believe it, fine. We’ll prove it.” Alpha Remorah said. He looked at the priestess Alana, and she understood that he wanted the goddess’s intervention on the matter. She called on the moon goddess to shine her light on the future Alpha and Luna when the light focused on both Dracah and Luna but suddenly it shied away form Luna, acknowledging only Dracah as the Alpha.

The Moon Goddess, a celestial embodiment of grace and power, greeted the werewolves with a gentle smile. Alpha Jake and Luna Mara, overwhelmed by the divine aura, dropped to their knees along with the entire pack, paying homage to the deity who governed their lives. "Alpha Jake, Luna Mara," the Moon Goddess spoke, her voice a melodic cadence that resonated through the hearts of all present. "You are under my divine protection, and your union is blessed." Alpha Jake and Luna Mara exchanged glances, their hearts swelling with gratitude and joy. "Thank you, Moon Goddess," Alpha Jake spoke, his voice a mixture of humility and appreciation. "We are honored by your blessing."

“Yes, Alpha Nathan.” I took a deep breath, steadying myself. “Alright. Let me have it.” He cleared his throat and began speaking. “Well, Alpha. I might not be entirely sure, and keep in mind that I could be wrong, but that figure in your dream? That was the Luna goddess.” My eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. “Luna goddess? There's no way. She has never met with any one of our kind before. Why now?” “Correction, Alpha. She has. Long ago, there was an organization of wolves called The Luna Pack. Legend says they were the most highly trained, skilled, and blessed wolves in our history. They protected our kind and mankind together.”

It’s clear by his eyes that he, in fact, does object to the Goddess this time. Turgan joins me, his expression steady. “Then all is well,” I say. Louder, I add, “Though not customary, this bond will add strength to our kingdom. The Goddess has given your Alpha King a mate.” An uncertain hush hangs heavy in the air for a moment before one warrior stands and holds his fist in the air. “Our Alpha King has a Luna!” he calls. “Praise the Moon Goddess!” He repeats the phrase, and others join in the chant, some sooner than others, but none so enthusiastically as Turgan beside me.

As father. “You’re an abomination,” the Goddess whispered. “A queen with two moons. A king without my bond. This will destroy the world.” “No,” Luna said. “It will save it.” She raised her hand. Purple light filled the throne room. “I, Luna, Queen of Both Moons, daughter of Elena and Valen, mate of Damian, reject your law. From this day forward, no wolf is forced. No bond is mandatory. No crown is forever.” The Goddess screamed. Light exploded.

I growled to the empty room, slamming my fist onto the table. My wolf paced restlessly behind my ribs, his claws digging into my soul. He didn't care about politics. He didn't care about my reputation. He wanted her. He wanted to claim her, to mark her, and to roar to the world that she belonged to the Lycan Prince. But I couldn't. I was the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the North. I was a Lycan Prince. If I accepted a weak, rejected Omega as my Luna, I would be a laughingstock. The other Alphas would see it as a sign of weakness.