The Defiant Luna Novels & Stories

“Fine. Fifteen percent. I get to hear all calls and the offers being made. I won’t having you shortchange me.” “You believe I would do that to you?” “Yes. Without question. So, fifteen percent and I hear all calls. Do we have a deal?” “Fine.” He muttered. “Good. Now, who do you have in holding right now? Anyone of interest?” “No, but we keep being asked to get the Winter Moon’s Luna. She is a hard one though.” “That’s because she was a lead warrior. No one can defeat her. In fact, the only person to ever defeat her, and by pure luck, as I understand, was Alpha Jaxon.” I said.

But the words that left their lips left me stunned. "I, Knox Maddox and Alpha to the Crimson moon pack refuse to accept your rejection!" He snarled, slipping from the bed, naked and unashamed to step into me, the female sprawled out on the bed forgotten. Kane was quick on his heels, the pair caging me in a wall of muscle and testosterone. "You belong to us, Lottie! I, Kane Maddox, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack, refuse to accept your rejection." "Ours!" Knox repeated anger swimming in his baby blues.

I'll never forget his words that almost brought me to tears. "My Alpha, we do not mean to disobey. But our Luna has been taken from us. Now that you have found your mate, our pack is incomplete until she has been returned to the safety of our walls. You cannot expect us to stay here and wait for you to return. Our Luna needs us. We may not be as strong as some of your warriors anymore, but we are capable and willing to fight. Please do not make us stay behind when our Luna needs us. The dishonour of not being able to do our part for our pack would put us in an early grave."

he said hoarsely. Seraphina stepped closer and her aura surged. Her voice carried power older than the mansion itself. “I am the Luna of this pack, and you will obey” she said coldly. Jack’s body locked instantly. His muscles went rigid, his breath stilled and his eyes widened as he fought it with every fiber of his being resisting but Luna authority was absolute. His shoulders sagged. “Yes, my Luna,” he said, his voice shaking with restrained rage. Seraphina turned away without another glance. Outside, the smoke continued to rise and somewhere in the distance, the resistance burned.

he added, “you do not wait for curses and rogue armies to force change. You howl. You question. You push.” A low, uneasy chuckle. “And if we howl now?” Darin asked wryly. “What do we say?” Luna hesitated a瞬, then felt the answer rise—not in words, but in a sound that had lived in her bones since she first lifted her head as a pup and cried at the moon. “Together,” she said. She tilted her head back. Opened her throat. And howled. Not a lone, defiant sound. A call.

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

The other warriors begin laughing, saying ‘ohhh burn’ to our pack mate. “I guess we’ll see, won’t we Luna?” he asks, smiling. “I guess we will,” she says, smiling her first real smile of the evening. “Lady Luna Malin! Lady Luna Malin!” some sprites say, rushing over to her. “Have you seen our lights?” “Lady Maeve made them for us.” “Do you like them?” “They’re beautiful,” she says, turning away from the warriors and switching into a sweet mode for the sprites. “Did Mari put those flowers in your hair?”

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

Steady. Rising and falling with the practiced precision of a commander born to lead armies. Not soft Orion. Not the Orion who brushed hair from my face. Not the Orion who whispered reassurances at dawn. This was the Luna. The one the pack looked to when the world shook. Her voice swelled-briefly-into a sharper tone, one I recognized even through the haze. A vow. A promise. A command. My breath hitched. Even from this distance, even through a window, even muffled by the courtyard’s size-

Back at BloodMoon pack the morning air was filled with tension and fear as pack members hurried through their daily routines while trying to avoid drawing any unwanted attention to themselves. Zara had transformed from the sweet girl she once pretended to be into a ruthless Luna who ruled with an iron fist and showed no mercy to anyone who dared to question her authority.