The Luna He Abandoned Novels & Stories

Luna nods, “You do not need to bow. Your wish is granted.” Angus walks up and down and commands, “Let’s take the castle.” Luna commands the people to wait at the bridge and hold anyone who tries to escape. Then Julias, Gabriel, and Luna walk after Angus and the guards into the castle. They find an empty castle except for the throne room; there all the nobility are gathered. They immediately hold up their arms as a sign of surrender. “Where is my father?” Luna asks. One of the noblemen answers, “He abandoned us in the night and left the city, my lady. Javier also left the castle in the night we do not know where he is.”

“Heather, I guess somehow you think that as the heiress of the Landry family, your status is unsurpassable. “Have you forgotten something? If Joshua has really abandoned me, I’ll have to return to the Landry family. If that happens, then I wonder who’ll become the homeless little runt you’re talking about!” Luna turned and strode away, with Heather gaping at her in shock. After coming out of the restaurant and getting into the car, tears brimmed Luna's eyes. Heather was right. If Joshua abandoned her…then she would indeed become a homeless little runt. As soon as she thought of this, Luna lowered her head and took out her phone to send a message to Joshua. [I know you’re busy, so much so tha

I said, trying to convince her. The Luna insisted that we couldn't leave the guards there saying it would be dangerous if the rogues came back. the other guy and I, being the only people that could help had no choice but to put the unconscious and the dead ones in the other car and abandon the last car. I drove the Luna home while he drove the others. before I started to drive, I noticed her staring at me. I asked her what happened trying to be as polite as possible so I wouldn't come off as rude after all, I still hated her.

--- That night, I stood in the war chamber again—only this time, it wasn’t with prisoners. It was with allies. Killian sat beside me, pale but upright. Lira stood at my left, and Maeve flanked my right. The strategy map was redrawn. New sigils. New names. New plans. The Moonbound Pack wasn’t alone anymore. But with every alliance, I felt the threads tightening. War loomed closer now, no longer a distant shadow, but a storm on the horizon. And I—once a cast-off Luna—was at the eye of it. There was no going back. Only forward. Only fire.

Luna replied cryptically, a mischievous glint in her eyes. As I took a sip from one of the bottles, Luna’s expression darkened, her demeanor shifting from carefree to somber. “That asshole,” she began, her voice heavy with anger and bitterness. “He fucked me after you left. He fucked me until I passed out. And when I woke up, I was alone in my bed,” she confessed, taking another swig from her bottle. I listened in silence, my heart sinking with each word she uttered. “He left a note saying, ‘Babe, don’t get me wrong, I have to be somewhere. I’ll come back soon,’ like seriously,” Luna recounted bitterly, her voice tinged with disbelief and hurt.

She’s hell-bent on destroying me, and doesn’t seem to care who gets caught in the crossfire. The thin werewolf in charge of escorting us finally stops shuffling us down the camped dirty Omega tunnels and stops in front of a short, stocky werewolf–the auction employee, I assume. With a grin that makes my blood run cold, the thin werewolf points at me. “Our Luna wants you to take good care of her,” he says to the stocky werewolf with a knowing glance, handing him a wad of cash. What does Veronica want to do to me?

I can't finish the sentence. "They chose James to be the next Alpha instead of you." "Can you blame them? I was a murderer and a failure. James was everything they wanted in a leader that I could never be again." Luna is quiet for a while, processing everything I've told her. When she speaks, her voice is filled with anger, but not at me. "They abandoned you. Their own son. When you needed them most, when you were broken and guilty and barely holding yourself together, they threw you away like you meant nothing."

Kael’s expression changed from concern… to recognition. “My grandmother used to tell a forbidden story,” he said quietly. “About the First Luna. Not a title. A being. A wolf born under a celestial alignment, gifted Moon-sight, able to unite packs without force.” Lunaria’s pulse quickened. “They said the Council hunted her,” Kael continued. “Erased her bloodline. Destroyed every trace of her existence so no wolf would ever rise like that again.” Silence fell between them. Lunaria’s voice came out barely above a whisper.

Rheon went silent for a breath, then said quietly, She’s Luna. “I can see that.” No, he snapped. I mean she’s the Luna. Nathan’s mate. The one he betrayed. I frowned. “How do you know that?” Rheon’s voice was sharp. Every Alpha in the North knows. Nathan’s Luna disappeared two moons ago. They said she went rogue. But look at her she didn’t run, she escaped. I lifted her gently. Her body was cold and shaking, but the faint heartbeat beneath my hand was steady. As I turned back toward my territory, she stirred faintly, whispering through half-conscious lips, “Please… don’t take my baby.”

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.