The Alpha’s Unwanted Luna Novels & Stories

I couldn't resist anymore. I pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her beneath me, my hands finding the hem of her shirt. She gasped, her eyes flying open, but I silenced her with another kiss. My fingers curled around the fabric, ready to tear it away, ready to finally claim what was mine. The phone rang. I froze, rage exploding through me at the interruption. "Damn it!" I snarled, pulling away from Sera and grabbing the phone. "What?" "Alpha." The voice on the other end was tight with urgency. "We have a situation. Alpha Damon is here. He brought his Beta to the pack, and Luna Lydia let them inside the compound."

I repeated, my tone quieter now, but heavier, more dangerous. I stepped closer, closing the distance between us. The air between us felt thick, tense, like it could snap at any second. I placed my hand on his shoulder, but he shoved it off almost immediately. “She is not just any subject,” I said firmly, my eyes locked onto his. “She is the Luna of this pack. Her lying in one of those beds is the same as the Alpha being hospitalized in his own public hospital.” He let out a light chuckle, the sound dry and dismissive, rubbing against my patience the wrong way.

Especially since the worst thing that could happen would be for a Dawn Stalker to overhear my plan to take down their Alpha. I relaxed when I saw Motty round the bend a short distance away. “Luna Sutton, Alpha Lucas was looking for you,” she said with a smile.

one matronly old Luna whispered to me theatrically, “I tried something like that when I was younger, but then of course I found out he was lying to me, so I ended it.” ”You stopped being Luna?” I asked, shocked. ”No no, I killed him,” the grizzled Luna gave a terrifying smile and patted the arm of her much younger Alpha, “simplified everything fantastically.” ”Oh…” I paled, turning to regard Gideon who stared at me blandly, “Sounds messy.” “Well, yes,” the Luna smiled, “ most Alpha business is,” before she turned away to compliment Dierdra’s dress. “I must say, if I had to guess, you must be the mistress,” a young Alpha bowed to me with a leer.

Hearing this, Aunty curled her lips and said, "You mean that cursed girl will also participate in that festival?" Hearing this, Uncle Henry put the spoon on the plate and looked at Aunty and said, "This is Alpha's order. Everyone has to go." Hearing this, Stella said in a hateful tone, "If this cursed witch participates in the party, then surely some accident will happen. Didn't tell Alpha about this cursed witch?" Henry said then. "I did but Alpha wants Bella to participate in this festival too." Aunt Stella got very angry after hearing this but couldn't say anything against Alpha. After serving everyone the food, I entered the kitchen, picked up the remaining food on the plate, sat in the

Lauren has spent her life unwanted, an orphan, a wolf who cannot shift, and an omen to the pack she calls home. When her best friend becomes pregnant with Lauren’s mate’s child, the last fragile piece of her life is ripped away, and she vanishes into the First Woods. But the woman who returns is no longer the girl they cast aside. A hidden bloodline stirs within her, awakening a power that could reshape the pack, and forcing the Alpha who shattered her heart to confront what she has become.

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.

explains Alpha Chase, his gaze stern as if daring someone, anyone to protest. The pack now hanging all of their heads low. Most if not all of them now embarrassed for how they acted in the presence of their Alpha. My own gaze now filled with amusement or at least, was, until Lilyanna moved to speak once more. “HA! Tori as the new Luna? What a sick joke. There’s no way Tori could ever be Luna. I mean come on; he doesn’t even have a wolf” laughs Lilyanna. “Lily…” warns Alex, clearly not happy with her at the moment, Lilyanna the biggest tormentor known.

For four years by Kallum's side, everyone saw me as just the former Alpha's daughter. The pack's chief geneticist. No one knew the truth. I was his fated mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. When my father died in battle, I gave Kallum the Alpha ring. I handed him absolute power and stepped back into the shadows of the lab. At night, against the floor-to-ceiling glass, his hands bruised my waist. He sank his fangs into the crook of my neck, claiming my mark over and over again. Come morning, he straightened his tie. All I got was cold, emotionless orders. Because his heart belonged to an outsider wolf. Scarlett. He knew her favorite champagne by heart. The night she separated from her h

I don't comment on the subject but instead say, "My grandma tells me that all werewolves were born from the first Alpha and the first Luna. They were created by the moon goddess. She gave them a part of her powers and blessed them. If it's true, then their blood flows in you and in me. Everyone from your pack and mine. So, I think sometimes, why do we fight then? Why spill the blood we share?" "The world is a bad place, Nessa," he says, his eyes soft and solemn. "Not everyone is good. Even the ones that are, at some point change because of greed. Our animalistic instincts give way, no matter how hard we fight to hold them back." Jordan sighs. He looks stressed. And I still see the frown on h