The Lost Pack's Luna Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Liam, I require you to accumulate a little group. Your mission is to form chaos. Draw Morgana's consideration absent from the Pack Lobby. Can you do it?" Liam smiled, his eyes shimmering with energy. "Consider it done, Luna." As the assembly drew to a near, a sense of reason filled the discussion. The pack, once partitioned and dubious, was presently joined together in their resolve. They would battle for their genuine Luna, for their pack, for their future.

It all felt like one big barbecue party, with part of it being the welcoming party becoming the member of the pack. When Helena and I joined the crowd, we were received so warmly. Helena was the pack’s Luna, since Jackson hadn’t yet found a new Luna. She had already told me that I was her Luna, but since I wasn’t ready for that yet, we hadn’t shared it with the pack—and fortunately, no one else was pressing me about it. A small, two-level stage had been set up on the lakeshore so that the moon shone beautifully on everyone on stage. Jackson and Dave were already waiting on stage, and Mateo was walking toward us.

She had known this would not be a wedding like the stories she read as a girl, but some small, foolish part of her had hoped Lucian might at least treat her with dignity in front of his pack. That hope withered when his lips curved into a cold smirk. The officiant, a Stormfang elder with silver hair and a booming voice, began the vows. His words echoed through the hall: the bond of Luna and Alpha, the sacred tie of mate and leader, the union meant to honor the Moon Goddess herself. Bella’s throat tightened as the elder turned to her. “Isabella Hart, do you vow to stand as Luna to this pack, to obey its Alpha, to honor him with loyalty and devotion?”

Dylan explained with an evil grin. "There are people assigned to be in charge of each Pack, and every one of those Packs has been informed about our plan, and they all agree to play along. And to make things even more believable on the surface, we will hold the Luna ritual," he added, making the elders feel a chill run down their spines.

" “She gets what she wants if I go voluntarily.” "What about what I desire?" Kane's eyes continued to burn intensely even as his tone softened. "How about the pack? How about us? I couldn't reply, so I swallowed hard. Kane went on, raising his voice, "Freya, you are not some pawns in her game." "You are our future, our Luna. Whatever happens to the group, she wins if you give yourself up. My eyes filled with tears. And she will ruin us all if I don't leave. If I allowed it to occur, what kind of Luna would I be?

He would never know he owned my soul along with my body. The car climbed higher into the mountains, toward the fortress of the Northern Mountain Pack. Toward my prison. And despite everything, my wolf sang with joy at being near our mate. Even if he would never love us back.

Goddess, I hate distrusting a member of my own pack. We discuss some more pack business, this time without any challenges, and eventually I dismiss everyone, thought Mandy and a couple of the wolves stick around after the others have left. “What’s up with him?” she asks in a private mind-link to the small group around me. “I don’t know,” I reply. “But I’m going to watch him.” “There’s nothing wrong with you finding someone, you know,” she tells me. “Just saying. A pack is stronger with a Luna, and there’s really nothing wrong with it if she happens to be a human. The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.”

MANDY'S POV The preparations for the mating ball were underway. Seven had tasked Dorcas to see to it that everything is on point. Our father was staying out of the way or was he still nursing a bruised ego after mother made a show of him? It was the news going around the pack mansion that the Luna disgraced the Alpha.It was however not news that mother made a show of everyone who dared her. I however didn't understand the pack servants and their inability to take simple instructions not to gossip.

Along with Queen, other mates also did not want to leave their pack. So by combining all their packs, they created the biggest pack of which Luna was the queen. But as soon as Queen gets all the six packs together, everything goes out of Queen's hands and goes into the hands of her mates. Queen's five mates had already made it clear to her that none of them wanted to have a relationship with Queen like normal mates.

I feel Malin tense beside me. “Luna,” one of our pack members says, stepping forward. “We wanted you to know that we don’t care if you can’t cook.” “Yes, we can help teach you, if you want,” another pack member says excitedly. The first pack member continues. “We, all of us, wanted you to know that we’re so happy to have you as our Luna. The food doesn’t matter. You protected us during the war. You could have gone to your home pack, but you didn’t. You stayed here, for us. You held us while we cried, you spent time with our pups when our grief kept us from doing it ourselves. We’re all so sorry we hurt your feelings, Luna. But we wanted, no we needed you to know that we love you and we’re so