Novel & Cerita The Half Blood Luna

The darkness that had lingered in their lives began to lift, replaced by the radiant promise that Luna represented. Elder Lysander, still standing before the crowd, raised his voice to carry over the whispers of awe. “Let us rejoice not just for the child before us, but for the future she brings. Luna is the bridge between our past and what is yet to come. Her birth signifies a new era for the Blood Moon Pack!”

“Zane, don’t talk to me like I’m some kind of object.” That stops me. Good. It should. “Alright,” I nod. “Then let me say it differently. I’ve read about you. Not you personally—your blood. What’s inside you.” She tenses. “The Luna,” I finally say. The word hangs between us, heavy. “What?” she whispers. “The Luna isn’t a title,” I continue. “It’s not what a pack declares. The Luna is the Blood of the First Alpha. The Moon’s pure, ancient power. And tonight… you showed that to everyone.”

Two maids entered with trays of oils, makeup, and shoes. “We’ll help you get ready, Luna.” “I didn’t even get to rest,” Lydia mumbled. The maids chuckled. “Alpha Knox is already downstairs.” She sighed again and let them work. When she finally stepped down the winding staircase into the hall, the ceremony was already underway. Eyes turned toward her. Murmurs followed her like shadows. But then—there he was. Knox. Waiting in front of the Lycan ceremonial basin. He reached for her hand. They stood together under the hanging moonflower vines as the officiator chanted ancient words. They each dropped a few drops of blood into the silver bowl of water, drank from it, and then sealed it with a kis

"Go. Both of you. Think about what kind of man you want to be. The kind who kills babies? Or the kind who finds another way." They left. Slowly. Reluctantly. But they left. I closed the door. Locked it. Luna and I were alone. "It's just us now, baby girl," I whispered. She looked up at me. Her silver eyes were full of trust. Love. "No one's going to hurt you. I promise." The magic pulsed inside me. Stronger now. Like it was responding to my words. Tomorrow night, the blood moon will rise. Tomorrow night, we'd find out what Luna was really meant to do.

Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence. And tonight, I was being delivered to them. Not as a guest. Not as a mate. As a surrogate. The Luna of my foster pack had smiled when she signed the contract. She’d kissed my cheek like a mother, as though she hadn’t just sold me. “For the good of the pack,” she had said. For the good of herself, I thought bitterly. I’d been raised under her roof since my parents died, but apparently that bond meant nothing. I wasn’t family. I was a womb to be traded for favors.

" Liam asked, tone curious. Then I shall be Luna, as I should have been, you see, Sophia, shining in my eyes with the lust of ambition. And you will have what you will, territory and resources to your rogues. Liam nodded, satisfied. Just see that you abide by your half of the bargain, Sophia. Rascals are not patient men. Sophia waved him off. "Don't worry. It's all coming together, everything. As Liam slipped off, Sophia tightened her eyes. Next, Kane, you will be an eyewitness to what transpires when you underestimate me. My trek to the Blueblood land was quite painful and tedious, but my legs were frozen when I had only reached the fringe of the beloved forest. The thoughts came back with

She would have fetched a high price for our Uncle. “It saddens me to think what has happened to her parents.” Lugh says to Orla who nods her head at him. “I don’t understand why I’m being spellbound. I don’t know magic, I wouldn’t hurt anyone.” I still didn’t get it. I’m not special. I’m not even strong enough to be a Luna. Brett must have felt my emotions through the bond as he kissed me gently on the lips and whispered. “You are special to me.”

Scar limped over, one arm hanging useless, blood streaming from a gash across his ribs. "We held," he said, voice rough. "Barely. If you had been another hour—" "I know," Luna said. She tried to stand. Her legs would not hold her. Orion lifted her easily. "Elia," he barked. "Now!" The healer appeared, face pale, hands already glowing with diagnostic light. She pressed her fingers to Luna's neck. Her expression went from worried to *furious.* "You burned through everything," she hissed. "Every reserve. Every safeguard. Your heart is barely beating. Your blood—Luna, your *blood* is half-divine. You are not mortal anymore. Not fully. You are—"

Luna squeaked trying to divert my attention from her brother. I've come to realize that Luna has a competitive nature in her, always competing with her brother and oh, I learned she's a hybrid, half werewolf with a touch of earth element. Her powers deal with earth and anything that concerns land. While her brother, Emrys is a full-blooded vampire. I glanced over at Luna in time to see her growing a pretty lily flower. She then plucked it and rushed to give it to me. “For you!”

Lucella said in one breath. “If so, then… luna really is an ultima?” Morfan asked with an excited look in his eyes. My heart pounded in my chest nervously all the time. “Of course, she has the blood of the great ultima Damen running in her veins. But she is a half ultima and half alpha. Pure ultimas are all wiped out. But the truth is… luna is the only werewolf with the genes of an ultima left in this world,” Zahir said.