The Luna He Forgot To Love Novels & Stories

A shy smile tugged at the corners of his lips, creating an endearing and slightly uneasy expression. I know this isn’t how that fiery Fatima behaves. “Relax,” he assured me, leading me through the grand entrance into the heart of the bustling gathering hall. “Today, a momentous day unfolds as Fatima Holmes, the embodiment of my deepest affections, ascends to the esteemed position of Luna within our pack . . .” “Her presence commands reverence from every member, and any audacious soul who dares to defy her will face the dire consequence of banishment.” Lucas’ voice boomed through the room, commanding the attention of everyone present.

I quickly turned my head in another direction and was ready to leave when I heard her voice again. “That’s so sweet, Derek. But now, you can look toward me. I am under the blanket.” Sighed, I turned around and saw her smiling. “I have one question...hmm.. What if no one loves me again? What if I never fall in love again?”, She asked, looking at me. “I am sure that will not be the case, Luna. You will fall in love again when you are ready. And I am sure the right one is out there for you.”

Luna Dessa lamented frustratedly. "That's the problem mum, why can't you just forget what happened... The rest of us can enjoy this beautiful day together, what do you think Lisa and you Vyra?" "Yeah Luna Dessa... I don't think this should change anyone's mood... You have prepared it so let's use it after all, Lustrow isn't the only one who deserves treatment like this, we all can express our love together, even without Lustrow's presence... Snap it out Luna, I am right there with you." Lisa said and went to embrace the Luna.

“Do you hear me? Be strong, Liora. Never let him see you break.” Her words cut deep, because they were true. I wanted to argue, to tell her my heart wasn’t built to be a fortress, that I couldn’t bury my feelings when every part of me screamed for him. But another part of me, the part that remembered his cruel smirk, the weight of his hand at my throat, knew she was right. I sniffled and nodded. “I’ll try,” I whispered. Luna’s expression softened, her gaze heavy with sadness and regret. “Forget what happened last night,” she said firmly. “Forget it, as if it never was. Whatever Draven gave you, it was not love.."

Luna, using her mate's connection to reach Theo through me. "Love," Luna's voice was soft but fierce. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I can't be there with you. Sorry you're alone in this impossible place. But you're not forgotten. Every moment I breathe, I'm thinking of you. Every hybrid in my network knows your name. You're the most remembered person in existence, even if you can't participate in it."

He'd grown sick of me, and I'd grown exhausted from pretending not to care. I forced myself to meet his gaze, to stand still and listen as his voice cut into me like shards of glass. "Now that Lily's back, you should understand—she's the only one who can be Luna in my heart. Don't tell me you're trying to sabotage our bond severance by playing the victim in front of my dad." My throat burned. A tremor ran through me as disbelief flooded my chest, tears welling despite my efforts to hold them back. Why? Why did Aaron always have to misunderstand me?

I turned on my heel and stormed out of the room, the weight of it all bearing down like a curse. The Luna had vanished. And for the first time in my life, I realized… I was no longer the one being left behind. I was the one being forgotten.

He was going to obviously try and change the subject but I wasn't going to allow him to. I sighed, "I am the Luna and I have a say in what goes." He chuckled, " It's funny how you believe that. You and I know that we are not the traditional couple. You don't even love me. We've been playing charade." "Is that what you're angry about?" "There she goes ignoring the question." He walked away leaving me standing with a crying lady. He was heartless if he didn't realize the extent of the damage he had done to this girl. She didn't commit any crime except be a product of an affair.

Luna recounted bitterly, her voice tinged with disbelief and hurt. “Do you have any idea where he went?” she asked me, desperation evident in her tone. I shook my head in response, feeling a surge of frustration at Chase’s mysterious disappearance. “That fucking slut, Sera. She sent me a selfie,” Luna exclaimed, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes once more. Her phone rang again, displaying Chase’s name on the screen. Before I could react, Luna flung her phone to the ground, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the silence of the terrace.

His bloodshot eyes held a cold detachment, they narrowed into slits, boring her with a look that could cut metal. Luna should have gotten used to this attitude by now but his words always cut deeper than any sword could. Luna swallowed hard, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to keep her emotions in check. Of course, she was here for the money, but she had hoped that love would set in just like in movies and fairy tale stories. Sitting helplessly at the far end of the room below the window frame, Luna clenched her fists at her sides, fighting back tears that formed in her eyes, with regret she recalled how it all started.