The Eclipsed Life Of Luna Mischa Novels & Stories

"Marcus." "Eleanor says it's normal. After trauma." "Is it helping her?" Luna shrugged. "As long as she knows he's not really there, I guess it's her way of coping." "What about you?" Helena asked. "How are you coping?" Luna thought about it. Three weeks ago, she'd been Luna Reyes, nobody from nowhere. Now she was Luna Chen-Vaughn, daughter of a murdered engineer, half-sister to two women she barely knew, wife to a man facing federal charges, and apparently the only person who could make a mysterious energy device respond.

And her finding out I was Amira was not something I wanted to happen now. Fiona hesitated. “Miss. There’s a woman I once worked for, Luna Hestia. She can help you understand what’s going on with Your little one.” I nodded. I knew her perfectly well, I use to follow Fiona to her house to clean up. Wise woman she was, mysterious, people said she was half-seer, half-wolf. “She once told me of wolves born under blood-red moons,” Fiona said softly. “Wolves whose eyes could command nature itself. They were rare, so rare she had only seen one in her lifetime. But they were feared… and hunted. She called them ‘Eclipsed Ones.’”

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

The worn pages calmed me, the faded ink carrying me into another world. It was a book about wolves’ history. Stories of ancient packs, battles fought under blood moons, legends of the Moon Goddess blessing chosen ones. I loved reading it, even if nobody knew I could read. They never let me go to school, but I had taught myself in secret. The book was my hidden treasure. Through it, I learned things nobody thought I should know. That the Wolf’s Crest had once chosen the strongest Lunas. That the Moon Feast was more than just food and dancing it was power, hidden under rituals. And sometimes, I wondered… if the Moon still watched us, still cared.

They couldn't sleep for more than three minutes daily. Currently, Evelyn now looked haggard and local. Her once beautiful face now looked wrinkled. Clara and Evelyn's fathers had been pleading to Alexander to let their children go but he refused them both. As for luna, she wasn't captured, instead, she was tortured way harder. Luna was also in the entertainment industry and worked as an actress and the face of some popular brands. But she had been staying indoors since she had started having hallucinations which was all planed by tanya with the help of both Samuel and Alexander.

Luna said, her voice barely above a whisper. Luke's eyes narrowed, his brow furrowing. "What do you mean?" Her shoulders squared as she dropped her gaze. "He recently sabotaged Eclipse Real Estates. My company." Luke's eyes widened, his jaw slackening. "You're… Luna Chavez?" he stammered. She raised her brow at his sudden change in expression, nodding her head slowly. "Yeah." Luke's face froze in stunned silence, and for a moment, he forgot to breathe. He pushed off the car, his movements abrupt, and took a step back as if reeling from an invisible blow.

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.

“Last night? You looked like death’s shadow had marked your name in blood.” I chuckled under my breath, then shook my head. “Yeah, well… that damn silver went in deeper than I thought.” My voice softened just a touch. “Almost left the woman I love behind.” Tristan went still. The wind rustled through the trees behind him, but he didn’t move—just stared at me like I’d said something foreign. Something impossible. I watched the surprise flicker across his face before it settled into something unreadable. Then he asked, voice neutral but edged with something heavier, “How did you manage to convince the werewolf council to let a human be your Luna?”

Andes froze and looked at me blankly. I stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him. "How could I hate you? Andes, thank you." 'Thank you for clearing away the gloom and burying all my unbearable past for me,' I thought. Andes' eyes instantly lit up. He carefully reached out and pulled me into his arms. "Lydia, you're my destined mate. I will protect you for the rest of my life." Later, Grayrock Pack held a Luna ceremony, which was unprecedented in a century.

There was only the light, and inside the light, memory that wasn't hers arriving anyway, the way water arrives in a cup that's been waiting empty a long time. A woman with Luna's same dark hair, standing on a cliff above a moonlit sea, one hand pressed flat against her own stomach. Elena. Young, frightened, alive in a way Luna had never seen her — not the Elena of gentle bedtime stories and lullabies, but a girl barely older than Luna herself, carrying a secret enormous enough to reshape a kingdom.