The Luna Choice Novels & Stories

“You’re not doing this for the pack. You’re doing it because I carry something you can never have again.” His jaw tightened. Just a flicker. But I saw it. Lila stepped forward, lips curling. “You were never meant to be Luna. You were a placeholder. A pretty little princess who thought love mattered more than power.” She leaned closer, voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “He chose me because I’m strong enough to give him heirs. Real ones. Not… mistakes.” My wolf which has been silent since the banquet finally stirred. She let out a low, dangerous growl built in my chest, weak but alive. Bond breaking was the most dangerous thing in the world. It was a miracle I even woke up. So many beloved

Dominus Serenity. I could still hear the incantation. The formal gathering, the whole clan assembled, Raina in the front with a coronation dress on because everyone — including her — already knew how this was going to end. It was supposed to be Raina that would be chosen as Luna. Everyone agreed on that because she was the Alpha's childhood sweetheart who was prepared for that event and nobody in that room had any reason to think otherwise. I was only there to serve drinks. 'The moon goddess has spoken. And so, she has decreed that Alpha Lucien's chosen Luna is… her.'

Stopping beside him, she spoke calmly, “Is there anything I can help you with?” Her eyes softened slightly as she continued, “I am the Luna. I’m supposed to help you carry the responsibilities of the pack.” For a brief moment, silence filled the area around them. Aurora waited for Damien to answer. But he said nothing. Instead— Cassandra laughed softly. A mocking sound. Aurora slowly turned toward her. Cassandra crossed her arms elegantly before speaking. “Who do you think you are?” Aurora’s expression hardened slightly. Cassandra stepped closer.

“Choice means accepting the answer you don't want.” Emily smiled. “You learned.” The woman laughed. “We had a good teacher.” Emily looked toward the forest. The hundreds of beings waited. No threats. No demands. No armies. Just waiting. Luna stepped forward. “I choose you.” Emily's heart stopped. The forest erupted with light. But Luna continued. “I choose you…” She looked at the ancient woman. “…but I don't belong to you.” The woman smiled. “I know.” “I won't carry all of you.”

“Don’t lock me away like a treasure in your vault. I want to choose where I stand. If that means standing beside you, then it will be because I decided it not because you dragged me into it.” Her voice shook with emotion, but the fire in her eyes never faltered. Luna rose slowly, each movement deliberate, her presence filling the room like a shadow that couldn’t be escaped. She came closer until the air between them vibrated with the hum of the bond. “You don’t know what you’re asking,” Luna repeated, softer now but more dangerous than ever. “If I give you choice… you might choose to leave me. And that—” her voice broke for just an instant, before she forced it steady again, “—that I can not

Why now? The door banged open. “What the hell—” Beta Ozor froze in the doorway, his eyes widening as they fell on the Luna’s body. He didn’t ask how I knew. He didn’t ask what had happened. He simply bent down, lifted her lifeless form into his arms, and carried her out. I stumbled after him, my vision swimming, my whole body trembling. The Luna was the queen of this pack, the one who kept everything together. And without her, the walls of Moonshadow would crumble, just as surely as the walls of Jericho.

But it didn’t make it easier. Inside the flame, Luna faced her past. Kaelion saw flashes—her birth, her awakening, her battles. He saw her pain. Her doubt. Her strength. And he saw her choice. The flame shifted, showing Luna a future. One where she ruled. One where she burned. One where she vanished. Kaelion’s breath caught. “She won’t choose that,” he whispered. Aria nodded. “She’ll choose bond.” The Grove trembled as Luna’s mark flared brighter. She wasn’t resisting the flame. She was shaping it. Kaelion felt the shift in the air. The ley lines bent toward her. The altar pulsed. And the flame bowed.

"SHE WILL NEVER BE MY LUNA!" Gasps echoed as Selene, the red haired daughter of a low northern Alpha, stormed forward, her amber eyes blazed with fury and desperation. She stumbled towards them and fell to her knees Infront of Darius, clutching at his arm. "Choose me Alpha! I've fought for you, bled for you, I will be the perfect Luna.. She's untested, unblooded. I love you, you know I'm the best choice!" Whispers and lupine whines cascaded through the crowd. Some seemed to support Selena, other cast uneasy glances towards Lena..Heat crept up her neck, shame and fury burned in equal measure, but she did not move, did not react.

"As the Silver Moon Luna, you would be immune to all curses. You could be with him safely. But Luna, this choice has to be yours alone. Not for revenge, not for love, not for duty. For yourself." The moon directly overhead had turned completely silver, bathing everything in ethereal light. Luna could feel the moment of choice upon her. She looked at Vincent. "Whatever I choose, know that what I feel for you is real. It was never about Marcus, not really." "I know, little moon," Vincent said softly. "And whatever you choose, I'll support you." Luna stood, drawing on the last of her strength. The pack held its breath as she raised her face to the silver moon.

PENIEL Days passed and talks of Alpha Luciano choosing his Luna were circulating the pack like wildfire. I heard the whispers in the corridors, the excited murmurs of the pack members as they prepared for the sacred Choosing Moon Ceremony. It was a ritual as old as the pack itself, where the Alpha formally chose his Luna, the mother of his future pups. And everyone knew who the Alpha would choose Julie, his long-time love, his woman, his supposed soulmate. The thought made my stomach twist with anxiety. I tried to brush it off, telling myself it was none of my business, that I was just a temporary vessel for the Alpha's pups.