The Banished Shy Luna Mga Nobela at Kwento

Paws to the ground, I push up, my front leg wavering slightly in a pile of blood soaked leaves, but I catch myself and rise to my full height. The bloody male who killed the other she-wolf grins, baring his fangs, and turns in my direction. I hold his gaze, knowing there are others nearby that are bigger than he. They will rip my throat out before I can make a sound. Through the mind-link, I shout at him, at all of them, in my mate’s native language, “I am Unega Galvlo, Luna of the Shaconage pack. Your warriors kill without cause, a crime against the Moon Goddess herself, and now I will crush your bones and turn them to dust!”

“I will give you one last chance. Submit, as nature wills you, or you will regret it.” Brenda is crazy as I've mentioned. Instead of submitting, she looks up to Carla, her eyes defiant and wild. “You're not fit to be my Luna. I'm expecting Carla to go crazy and beat her, but no. Instead, her eyes merely harden and her lips opened ever so slightly. “You've made your choice. I, Carla, the moon goddess' warrior, banish you--” my eyes widened and even the crowd of people is astonished. Her every word carries a weight of authority that everyone recognize and I'm sure everyone feel Brenda slowly being stripped of her status as a Pack member.

“I had heard it myself. I confirm that. You should hide, Brenna.” “Hide? I have nowhere to go now!” With that, the banished Luna angrily hung up the phone. Brenna threw away her phone in frustration. The banished Luna flopped down on her bed, biting on her nails. F*uck. Why Giselle? Brenna frowned as she thought of all the possibilities. The banished Luna knew too well there were still her father’s followers loyal to her. She had used them to raise an ally of those who wanted Brenna and Tina to inherit the position. They should use some reasons between the line of “the head alpha’s bloodline to take the reign.”

He giggles. "Bleeding and you asking for rejection? So funny." He grabbed my face. "no one will close your wound, you will bleed to death even if I accept your rejection." I pay no attention to him my chest heavy as the pain hit me. "I, alpha Rayvan Zane of the Red Moon Pack, accept your rejection. Lily Brown, you are no longer my Luna, and you are hereby banished from the Red Moon Pack. May the goddess bear me witness as I share no pains with you, you, and only you will bear the pain of rejections."

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.

My fist tightened, but it was of no use, no one is going to believe a word from me. “Killian,” I called, my voice cracking. “Please—” “Enough.” he silenced me again, sending deadly glares at me. I knew better than to say another word. “By my decree as Alpha,” he said, raising his chin, “You are hereby stripped of your title as Luna and banished from the Blue moon Pack.” My mouth opened wide, the tears I've been trying to hold in, fell freely trailing down my cheek. No, this can't be happening.

I was sobbing silently on the pillow when the door opened and closed. Nora was in the room and walking toward me before I could wipe my tears and hide my pain. "You are the Luna that was banished from the Crescent Moon Pack, aren't you?" She asked as she sat beside me, and I quickly unmasked my scent. "How did you know?" My heart skipped a beat.

Outside, the moonlight was bright, spilling across the floor in silver streaks. Looking at that light, I remembered years ago, when Adrian held me under a moon just like this and called me his Luna. But that was a lifetime ago. I wasn't anyone's Luna anymore. And I didn't need to be.

The wolfsblane seemed to keep the sire bond at bay and for the first time in a long time, I felt like the old me. I headed to the bathroom but heard a whiny feminine voice downstairs that I had never heard before. I decided to not pay any attention until I heard her voice call Brett’s name. “But Brett you said I would be your chosen mate!” This mysterious voice declared. Now I knew exactly who she was. “No Alicia I didn’t, you just assumed that!” I could tell by his tone he was already getting frustrated with her. “I have found my fated mate and she will be my Luna.” I smile at his words, until I hear his father.

A stain eliminated. Erect at the sacred altar stood two figures—Alpha Aldrin and Spenza, who was now about to be crowned as Luna. Neither of them seemed to care about Reign. Not even Spenza, her sister. She was all smiles, tying the knot with a man who had been her sister’s until minutes ago. The glee of becoming Silverwood’s Luna had blinded her that much, or so people thought. Then again, traitors were never shown even a shred of mercy, not even by those who shared their blood. That was the way of the supernatural world. One betrayal, and you were cut off as though you had never belonged.