Novel & Cerita The Lost Lycan Luna

Jeremy rored at his Beta. Beta Chris nodded. Jeremy walked a few steps before he transformed into a huge white Lycan. “He would be okay Luna. Don’t worry.” Faye tried to convince Lena but it was obvious Luna didn’t think as she said, her words made her worry more. A loud bang was heard and a brown Lycan came running out, Lena's eyes widened in shock, it was covered in blood, the Lycan had a head in its mouth, it looked like it was arsh or was it white??.

It wasn’t often to find him here. “Your Highness,” he said, bowing in courtesy. “I came here to tell you that I solved the puzzle. I know where Luna Greya is.” My heart started beating so fast. I knew that he had been looking for her too as instructed by her father, the Alpha of their pack. “W-where?” I asked, almost couldn’t find my voice. “She’s in the Mortal Realm.”

He just shook his head and looked out the car’s window. “We’re near the last pack, your majesty,” his chauffeur informed him. He nodded and leaned back. If he can’t find his second chance mate now, maybe he’ll just continue looking for a breeder. He needs someone who will carry an heir, the next Lycan king of the kingdom. A few minutes later, the car stopped completely. Signaling that they had arrived, he let out a sigh. He looked at his two betas again. Will he wake them up or will he just leave them here? The second choice sounds fun.

They were right, no matter what happens, without any Lycan ability, Sophie stands a better chance of being Luna than me. Not willing to continue eavesdropping, I turned away from them and headed to my quarters instead.

Malcolm didn’t interrupt. “When Ryan became Lycan King, she was certain he would choose her as his Luna, simce they had all been friends,” Lydia went on. “She had already imagined it - her place beside him, her power, everything that came with it. She bragged about it everywhere she went.” Her touch softened slightly. “I even remember asking him if he would like to have her as his Luna and he didn't seem opposed to it. But then he saw Sapphire once at a party. Next thing I know, he chose Sapphire.”

Every step sent another wave through me. “Seraphina, wait,” Lucien called. I stopped. Part of me wanted to keep walking; another part, the foolishly hopeful part, made me stop and turn to face him. He pushed through the crowd, face pale. Up close, his jaw worked like he was fighting for the right words. For a second I thought he might take it back. “You don’t understand,” he said quietly. His eyes flicked to the watching pack members. “This was necessary. The pack needs strength right now. Selene fits better as Luna. Everyone sees it.”

Clara answered the kiss with a feral hunger, her body moulding entirely to his, her inner wolf purring in a wild, submissive rhythm that accepted the pain as long as her king was the one ruling it. Outside, the purple lightning from the trench struck the base of the bunker. The spiderweb cracks across the massive acrylic windows widened, a thin, high-pressure stream of freezing ocean water shooting into the far corner of the vault, instantly turning the white leather sofa into a block of solid ice. The deep, rhythmic thrumming sound—the heartbeat of the first Lycans—echoed through the stone walls, demanding that the deep take the child. "One more push, Luna!" the doctor screamed through the

They had been attacked and it seemed like hardly anyone survived the attack, not even their most capable guards could protect them or even fight the infiltrators that had forcefully made their way into their pack. Coughing from the excess smoke that had made its way into her system, she struggled to see through the fog of smoke so she could find her parents and help them find their way out of the pack but it seemed almost impossible. Regardless, she didn't want to just give up. She was the next Luna to be after her father since she had no brother and this was her time to show that she was capable of being Luna and leader of the Lycan pack.

Above, the sky shimmered and rolled, spilling its ribbons of color over the world. "You're always caring for me," I hiccuped, the words catching like small birds in my throat. He gave that half-smile of his, the one that balanced mischief with devotion, the one that made me forget entire wars."Well, that's because you're the Lycan King's treasured Luna, silly. You deserve nothing less." A watery laugh tumbled out of me. I tilted my head against his shoulder, watching the green veil sweep back across the stars like silk drawn over glass. "Indeed," I whispered. "I am the Lycan King's treasured Luna. You've shown me that, time after time."

When she said that Leah was just a sacrifice to save me, I didn't like that. "Damon. Amoux." Luna called us. She was about to touch me, but I dodged. I'm still not okay. As long as Leah is not here, I will not talk to her. Luna sighed, and I saw tears forming in her eyes. "The Lycan has been waiting for you for a while." We just passed her and then we went straight to the Lycan office. We see the lycan just staring at the window, like he's deep in thought.