The Luna He Left Behind Novels & Stories

She wasn’t there. He left without another word. When the door closed, Maya didn’t collapse. She didn’t cry. She stood still, hand pressed to her chest, breathing through the unfamiliar calm. Outside, the moon hung full and luminous—watching. Inside her, something had awakened. The Luna he never expected had chosen herself first. And this time, she would not go back to sleep.

She turned back to the window. But this time, the silence between them felt a little less painful. It wasn't forgiveness. It wasn't love returning. It was simply two people beginning to speak honestly about something they had once allowed pride and fear to destroy. For now, that was enough. Neither of them noticed the motorcycle following their vehicle from a distance. Its rider wore a silver ring bearing the Council's symbol. And inside his jacket was a sealed order. The heir must be captured before the next full moon.

His laughter followed me all the way to the house. Luna left three months later. Not because she had been banished. Not because an ancient prophecy had called her name. And certainly not because she had discovered a mysterious power that required her to abandon everything she loved. She left because she wanted to see the world. She wanted to travel beyond the mountains, visit the villages that had once stood on the edge of destruction, learn from people whose lives were different from hers, and discover what she could contribute to a world that no longer expected her to save it.

His words dripping with ruthless conviction, as I nodded my head reflexively. “No wife of mine will ever be caught acting like a lesser being,” he spat, making sure I heard every last word he had to offer before he retracted his canines and drew his head back. I gritted my teeth at the address, forcing back the words that pulled at the tip of my tongue. I watched as he turned his back towards me as he turned to leave. I exhaled a soft breath as I slowly released my clenched fists.. “Oh,” he called out once again, grabbing my attention as he went on to say, “Clean yourself up and go put on a show worthy of my future Luna,” he added before his back disappeared completely.

Selena glanced at the watching warriors before turning back to me. “Tell me, Luna. How does it feel to come crawling back after everything you’ve done?” I tightened my grip on the towel. “I don’t owe you an explanation for my past.” “No, you don’t.” She nodded thoughtfully. “But perhaps you owe this pack one.” She gestured around us. “Your father spent his entire life protecting Ironcrest. He trusted you to carry on his legacy, and what did you do? You abandoned him. You abandoned all of us.”

A mask covered most of his face and all I could see were his eyes, which were bright and then an unusual scar on his chin. Through the smoke, I saw another figure outside the burning room, it was Lucas. He had already made it out and Vera was still in his arms. From this distance, even through the smoke, I could sense it, the way his aura wrapped around her protectively, like a true Alpha shielding his chosen Luna. He held her tightly like she was something he had almost lost forever. His face, I had never seen him like that before. I shut my eyes, a single tear slipped down my temple disappearing into the soot on my skin.

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

He got in his car. He drove away. Luna stood on the packhouse steps until the car disappeared at the end of the drive. Then she went back inside. She found Caelum in the corridor outside the library. He had apparently been there for some time — the specific posture of someone who had been somewhere long enough to settle into it. He was looking through the open library door at the table covered in letters and photographs. "Olan left," Luna said. "I saw him go," Caelum said.

Luna felt her heart breaking into pieces, salty tears constantly blurring her vision. "I always ... will... be by your side, but the Holy-Mother is calling me home now... I see the foreshadows of my ancestors waiting for me to join their side, including my mother. Ah, it's been a long time since I last saw her." Voice growing weak, his eyes pointed on someone beyond the distance of the Starry Galaxy realm. Luna's father's spirit left this plane of existence and joined his ancestors who had long awaited him to be by their side as his mother, Lunaris' last ruler before he took the throne, warmly welcomed her son into her arms.

She took consolation in a fact that it wasn't him, it was his beast. "He loves him." Zezi finally said. "Does his wolf?" "His wolf sees me as a stranger." Before the Luna could say anymore, Zezi added. "We have been together for years. What matters is that he loves me." The Luna nodded, backing down. "I will just go and get Mira while you send the message." "That won't be necessary, Luna. She is with Aunt Alice and I won't be gone for long." The Luna started leaving. She was always one for white silky gowns and even as she parted, the moonlight from the window seemed to shone upon her. "If you want to see him before you leave..."