The Alpha Of The Shadow Pack And His Mute Luna 소설 & 이야기

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

The wolf dropped Skyler and Chance shifted back to human form, getting between Skyler and the Alpha. The Alpha and his shadow, I’m guessing his Beta moved with all the speed they could muster and ran toward Gunner. “You promised us a clean she-wolf, UNMATED, we risked our entire pack for the promise of a strong Luna,” he growled. “Yes, he makes a lot of promises he can’t follow through on, isn’t that right little Gunner,” I said, in a baby voice, practically cooing. I went ahead and kicked him again.

"If you touch her, I will tear the Shadow Realm apart molecule by molecule." Luna shifted in Sarah’s arms. She wasn't crying. She was staring at the Shadow Alpha with a strange, calm intensity. "The dark man is hungry," she whispered, her voice carrying through the silence. "But he’s eating himself." The Shadow Alpha paused, his yellow eyes narrowing. "What did you say, little spark?" "You're empty," Luna said, her silver eyes glowing. "There’s a hole where your wolf used to be. You want me to fill it, but I’m too bright for you. You’ll pop."

Then he disappears into the woods again. Cheerfully I reach for Wade’s and we walk together back to the feast. Now fully fledged mates. Alpha and Luna of the Moon Shadow Pack. For today there are no problems, no issues in the world that we can’t face and conquer. Right now, everything is perfect, and finally, I feel at peace.

"His pain is his own, and so is his ending. My life is here now, in this shop, so if there's nothing else, please leave." Seeing that my mind was made up, Rowan let out a helpless sigh. He hunched his back and stumbled out the door like a piece of withered, sun-dried wood before disappearing. I shut the door, locking his plea outside with him. … A week later, a traveling werewolf couple came into my shop. "Did you hear? The once-powerful Shadowmoon pack is finished." "Is that the Alpha who went crazy trying to find his runaway Luna? What a mess."

"We gather today to witness the claiming of a Luna for the Shadow Pack. Alpha Leonard Moretti has chosen Victoria Howlthorne as his mate, to stand by his side and bear his children, to strengthen our pack and ensure our future." The formal words washed over me as Leo approached, his gaze never leaving mine. Leo stopped before me, towering over my smaller frame. His scent enveloped me. "Victoria Howlthorne," Tiny intoned. "Do you accept the claiming of Alpha Leonard Moretti? Do you consent to become Luna of the Shadow Pack, to bind your life and fate to his?" Before I could answer—before I could find my voice to protest or agree—Leo spoke, his deep voice carrying across the hushed gathering.

[ALPHA ALPHONSO] Alpha Alphonso couldn’t return to fall asleep, even with his fucked up head, he had a topic, or rather someone’s name that gave him sleepless nights whenever he thought of her or someone mentioned her. At least for the past few days, no one had ever spoken of her, Luna of the Dark Shadow Pack, how would they have when all they were to do was to forget what had happened on that fateful night? And although some of them whispered to each other about her in dark corners, it was always for a few minutes, and off they went to focus on something else.

I take my Luna's hands in mine. "I, Victor Smith, Alpha of the Shadow Stalkers, take you, Bonita Clarkson, as my mate and Luna. I will protect you and fight by your side. As my Luna, you will be second in command of this Pack and take over when I cannot be there," I say. I mark her, and the wolves cheer. I know they are happy that Sandy is gone.

His worried eyes meet mine and I shift just as I hear Emlyn’s voice. “I, Emlyn Grace Gunnar-Holstin, accept my role as mate to Alpha Richard Clint Holstin and Luna of the Shadow Falls pack. I promise to honor and protect the pack with my love and my life if necessary.” I turn, gasping as Emlyn slices Rich’s palm, licking his blood to officially make herself the Luna of Shadow Falls pack. I realize that the entire pack that has been here fighting is watching her, needing a leader to guide them.

“What are the three treaties that keep peace between each pack?” She answers correctly. “Why is Shadowspire named what it is?” She answers correctly again. My blood boils, and my veins threaten to pop. But I’m not willing to give up. “A rogue wolf is caught hunting on the pack’s territory. What’s your first move as the Luna of Shadowspire?” “Kill him,” she answers smoothly. It’s the correct answer. Again. The law is straightforward: death to rogues. I press on because I’m certain she only said that to impress Father.