The Half Blood Luna By The Black Daisy の小説・ストーリー

Because who turns down the opportunity to grow in strength and size? So within 48 hours, under a new alpha and luna, the Black Mist was in an alliance with the Ventrel Coven, the Blue Stone Pack, and the Galanis Coven. Holy shit. We did pretty good, if I do say so myself. Another thing that wasn’t to be expected was how easily everyone seemed to handle all this news.

Noah agreed. Luna stood up to go to her room, but she stopped at the door. "There's something I need to tell you all," she said seriously. "What?" I asked, though I wasn't sure I wanted to know. "The reason Gabriel's magic is so strong isn't just because of the blood moon prophecy," Luna said. "What do you mean?" Noah asked. Luna looked directly at me. "Daisy, your magic is much more powerful than you realize. And when your magic combined with Noah's werewolf bloodline, it created something very rare."

she looked at Amelia, can I tell them or do you want too. Amelia bit her bottom lip and then turned looking around the room until she spotted Beta Winston, she walked up to him with a wide smiled, “I’m the Blood Moon Luna, the last Alpha’s Luna.” I dropped my juice, she didn’t know about the Blood Moon Luna and where did that book come from. I walked up to her and grabbed the book and looked at it, it was blank, I turned the pages and all were blank. I handed the book to Bryce as he stood next to me and I glared at Lilly, “what did you tell her,” I demanded in a not so soft tone.

I asked "If I wanted to kill you Luna, you'll be long dead. When I met you, I had no idea you were the miraculous baby my people were hunting for, not until I saw your mother. When I found out who you are, I wanted to report to the Sisters but I also knew they'll kill you immediately I tell them about you and I had gotten to like you, you were such an innocent soul and one would hardly believe you are an offspring of such an evil man, so instead of reporting, I decided to stay by your side and watch the kind of person you grow up to be, if you grow to take after your father then I was going to kill you myself but if you remained innocent, then my people were wrong and I will never tell them

I don’t know how I can turn my feelings into precise descriptive words, but one thing’s for sure… "Stop drooling over me, Luna. Your face clearly tells me how you’re mesmerized by my laughter," he awkwardly said, which brought me back to my senses. "By the way, Luna, have you heard what happened to your friend? I got to eavesdrop from somewhere on the way here that she recently joined the Dark Shadow Clan. Isn’t that primarily composed of vampires? If I remember correctly, she loathes you because of your existence as a half-blooded one, so why…"

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

Also if had enough time to enter to the heart, it could turn the wolf into a vampire. • There are species called as 'half-wolves/ half-were /half-werewolves' in this story. They are humans who were turned into werewolves by another werewolf's bite and they shift into a half-wolf half-human figure only on full moons. They stand on two feet but have features of a wolf and have no control over themselves. They can be killed by any mortal weapon as well as by silver and a vampire's bite. T H E ' L U N A ' T I T L E

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.

The salty air is thick and heavy. I would much rather be lounging on the spectacularly white beach, my toes buried deep in the warm, dry sand, the cool, invigorating spray from the ocean misting on my skin. But I am here. Working. I’m always working. It’s the only thing that keeps me sane. “What about the second daughter?” Weiland asks, lowering his voice slightly. “Leila?” “Apparently, she’s not of divine blood. The mother, the former Luna, had a bit of a thing for Omegas. Sick, twisted shit.” I don’t usually gossip, especially about the tower wolves, but this one is too juicy, too dark, to just let it go.