The Disdained Luna Who Rose Alone Novels & Stories

I tried to shield myself with my hands, but the pain of her blows was unbearable. The forest echoed with their roars, celebrating my demise. Why wouldn’t they? I—an abomination was chosen by the Moon goddess as Trevor’s mate. The elders protested, saying an abomination wasn’t fit to be their Luna. According to our law, the Luna must be either the Alpha’s mate or attained through duel of honor—killing the Luna.

The rocks underneath her shone silver. "I am what remains," she told him, "when you slay someone who loved too much. I am what's born of ashes when a kingdom cries for remedy. I am no longer your Luna…" Perfera backed away on trembling legs. "I am your reckoning." And standing behind her, Miyal rose to her full height once again, her voice strong and clear: "For the true Luna." And throughout the Citadel, the people wailed in reply: "For Krishna!" "For the Moon!"

new Luna? At a point, Isolde looked angry and left. When she returned, she reassured us he'd soon be here. And indeed, he did come. The air shifted in the room the second the door opened, revealing a man and two others behind him. The Luna drew in a breath of relief as she rose to her feet. Father and I did same. It was easy spotting who the Alpha was as the two other men flanked him. But the moment I had a clear view of his face, my world shattered.

Her eyes were dull and she looked almost defeated, almost. "I will kill you if you don't get your fucking mate here and make him surrender to me." "Over my fucking dead body!" Nadine spat back. "You are a stubborn one I see." The rogue leader said to her as he walked over, while she gave him the glare of steel. He tried to touch her face but she moved back. "You are not worthy of touching me." She spoke defiantly, a fierce reminder that she was a Luna. The rogue leader laughed. "It's over, Luna. Look around you, no one to help. They have all been poisoned."

But I pushed it down, my resolve hardening. “All this because of my past?” I asked. “Because of your birth,” Cassius said bluntly. “Your history. Your lack of standing. Moonfall does not elevate liabilities.” “I love them,” I said. The words came out raw. “And they love me. I'm ready to learn, to prove myself. I'll do whatever it takes to be worthy of being Luna. For them, for Moonfall.” “Love is not a qualification.” Dimitri’s mouth curved but it was not in a smile. “You are not worthy to be Luna. Your birth is a void, you have no pack, no lineage. Your past? A failed marriage, whispers of weakness. Nothing can be done.”

Kate took a deep sigh, and revealed a huge smile on her face. “I’ve never seen a more worthy Luna…” she said as she respectfully tilted her head towards me. The other assistants followed her in suite and also tilted towards me. Initially, I gasped in awe at the overwhelming sense of expectation. However, my wolf continued to encourage me. “They chose you as their Luna. You can’t run away from it. It’s time to rise and claim what's rightfully yours.” She kept iterating till I silently nodded, to acknowledge their greetings and also to affirm myself.

She placed her hand on my chest, completely unbothered by the fact that this was a public place. "Are you happy now? If you hadn’t come to my house today, Kya wouldn’t have run away," I glared at her, shaking off her hand. "What? She’s Luna. How could she run away on such an important day? Hosting the Moon Goddess Festival is the duty of every Luna," Lina said. "Shut up! You have no right to judge her! Get away from me, I don’t want to see you!" I snapped. Lina froze her eyes hurt, but she said nothing and turned away.

I was no longer just Seraphina; I was Luna, not merely in title but in power. My blood still dripped onto the broken runes beneath me, but this time the earth responded differently. The ground trembled, vines and roots bursting from the soil, wrapping around my legs and spreading outward in waves, swallowing friend and foe alike. Silverclaw had awakened, and it demanded order—balance through sacrifice.

Absolute. And God help anyone standing between me and that goal. Because the Luna was dead. And what rose from those ashes was something the conspiracy should have killed when they had the chance. Now they'd learn what happened when you broke someone completely. When you stripped away everything that made them human. When you created a monster from a mother. They'd learn. Soon. And the lesson would be written in blood.

The omega who bowed her head even when her spirit screamed to rise. She was gone. Burned away in moonlight and fire. What remained was something else. Not soft. Not broken. Not lost. Reborn. The Luna no one expected. The mother of a new age. And when the Eclipse came, when shadows reached for my light — I would not run. I would rise. Let them come.