The Luna He Abandoned Novels & Stories

The stories still circled the pack, whispered with venom and curiosity. When the burden of being Luna became too heavy, when Alpha Johnson stopped accepting her, Helen’s mother had nearly turned into a servant within her own home. The rumors claimed it was because she and Alpha Johnson were not true mates he had chosen her, mated with her by his own will, and when the initial love faded, there was nothing left. The bond was shallow, fragile. The pack members had complained, murmuring that it was doomed from the beginning, because only a chosen mate bond could hold true.

It was disappointing. Then the leader burst out laughing, clapping his hands once like he’d just heard the funniest thing in the world. "So you’re that Luna,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “The one who abandoned her pack and ran off, cute story.” “I didn’t abandon anything,” I snapped, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “I was chased out, there’s a difference.” He stepped closer, close enough that I could see the faint amber in his eyes.

Not like a mate. Like a memory I hadn’t chosen to keep. “I’m not her,” I said, standing straighter, my voice stronger than I felt. “I’m not the Luna you buried with your lies.” He smiled, slow and indulgent. “No. You’re not. You’re more.” The rebel Luna stepped in front of me. “You’re not touching her.” Veyrix’s smile vanished. “Oh, how far the daughter has fallen,” he hissed. “Playing the hero in your mother’s shadow.”

> Damien Voss “No,” I gasped, the note slipping from my fingers. Lucian caught me as my knees buckled. “He took him… He took our son…” Lucian held me tightly. “We’ll get him back. I swear.” Midnight couldn’t come fast enough. The abandoned hospital stood like a monster on the edge of the city. Its broken gates were wrapped in fog. Death and danger were thick in the air. Lucian tried to follow me, but I stopped him outside.

But I know all too well that they would sooner kill us than let Remus get his hands on us. “It’s been a long time, sister. I’m sure they have forgiven you by now,” Melanie tried to persuade me once again. “Don Mariano isn’t exactly known for his forgiveness, you know that,” I emphasised. Don Mariano was our alpha, a dangerous and rigid figure. “No, but he loves his people,” she countered. “I am no longer one of his people,” I laughed bitterly. “Regardless of how far we’ve come, Emilia, we will always remain a Luna,” Melanie recalled enthusiastically. The status of being a Luna held significant weight and influence.

_*]:min-w-0"> But he knew better. _*]:min-w-0" Something from Luna's world was here. In his. Hunting him specifically. _*]:min-w-0"> And Luna was too far away to help.

Her words followed me into the night, and I clutched them close as I made my way home through the dark. I was halfway to the front door when I saw Lena standing by the gate, her arms crossed over her chest. She looked at me with something between amusement and contempt, her lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Out for a walk, Luna?" she asked, her voice sweet and mocking. I said nothing, trying to walk past her, but she stepped into my path and blocked my way. "You should know something," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Barren Lunas who can't give their mates children should know when to step aside. You're nothing but a burden to him. A reminder of everything he

I wasn't paying close attention to the merchant until I heard my name. He didn't say it like a weapon. That was the thing. He said it like a piece of news he had picked up in the city and hadn't thought twice about. "There's talk about your Luna, actually," he said, to no one in particular. "In the capital. Word is she was placed here because there was nowhere else for her to go. The Alpha took her as a courtesy." He reached for his cup. "A rejected girl with no other options. Bit sad, really."

He never trusted the old Evelyn, and he clearly did not trust me now. He took a slow step forward and gave me a bow. "Luna Evelyn. What are you doing out here in the deep forest all alone?" "I just came out for a run, Lucas," I lied smoothly, tilting my head and keeping my expression completely calm. "My wolf has been caged up inside those cold palace walls for far too long. I needed the fresh air." I took a step closer, trying to read his expression. "And what about you? What are you doing out here in this dark part of the woods?"

Outside, the moonlight was bright, spilling across the floor in silver streaks. Looking at that light, I remembered years ago, when Adrian held me under a moon just like this and called me his Luna. But that was a lifetime ago. I wasn't anyone's Luna anymore. And I didn't need to be.