The Luna He Raised Novels & Stories

"Father...?" Luna’s voice was barely a whisper, cracking under the immense weight of the word. She took a hesitant step forward, her hand flying to her mouth as her eyes welled with tears. Beside her, Leo froze, his usually stoic posture completely shattering as he stared at the man in front of them. Ryan didn't speak immediately. He looked at Leo, noting how broad his son’s shoulders had become, and then at Luna, seeing the fierce, beautiful young woman she had grown into. A profound, overwhelming joy flooded his gaze, washing away the lingering cold of the underworld.

“All things fade.” Luna shook her head. “No.” She grabbed Kael’s hand tighter. Then reached out— Aeron. Torren. Mira. One by one, they connected. “Don’t let go!” she shouted. “What are you doing?” Kael asked. “Trust me!” A New Power Awakens Luna closed her eyes. Instead of reaching for the Moonfire— she reached for them. Their presence. Their bond. Their shared will. And something answered. Not fire. Not light.

I could not let that pass without saying what I should have said the morning of your wedding. I knew. That is the truth. When Caelum chose me when the pack named me Luna instead of you I told myself I had been chosen. That it wasn’t my doing. That I was carried along by something bigger than me, just as you were. That was a lie, and I am tired of hiding behind it.

I allowed Naima to surface and extend one of her claws. “I, Luna Lory, unite you with my mate, Alpha Jackson,” I said, taking his hand and using my claw to make a small cut, letting his blood drip into the bowl. “And with myself,” I added, cutting my own palm to let my blood join his. I focused on the bowl, connecting with everyone who had left their mark within it. In my mind’s eye, I saw silver threads extending from me to each of them. I summoned the power of the wind, creating a swirling ball of air that mixed the items in the bowl.

he said. Aria stepped forward. “She is hers.” The battle erupted. Fire met flame. Light met shadow. The Grove screamed. Aria summoned the Eternal Flame. It surged from her chest, golden and wild. It collided with the Blood Father’s fire. The sky split. Luna rose into the air, her mark blazing. She spoke in a voice not her own. “I am not your heir. I am not your weapon. I am the spark.” The Blood Father roared. And Luna shattered his crown.

THE CURSED REBIRTH (Chapter 4) (Point of View: The Luna) My initial reaction was one of coldness. The kind of cold that seeps into bone, cruel as treachery and sharp as glass, rather than the soft coolness of dawn air caressing bare skin. I could have sworn—no, I was positive—that I had taken my last breath, but my chest rose in a startled gasp. I recall the burn of the poison and how my vision became blurry as the moonlight above me broke into shards. I recall Lyra's sly smile and her hushed victory. I recall my friend Kael's eyes widening in shock, but it was too late to save me.

It would be the pinnacle of success for her! Luna's envy was almost tangible. Why couldn't she be the fortunate one instead? In the beginning, she bore a son for Hector, who tragically passed away. However, upon uncovering that Hector was an illegitimate child of the esteemed Barrett family, Luna felt a surge of hope within her. She believed she could rise to the status of a mistress in a distinguished household. Despite Hector's illegitimacy, Luna hoped to secure some financial stability as the mother of his child.

Ugh! After Nicholas had put her in her place and her maid left, Nicholas gave me some words of assurance. “I'll always protect this baby, okay?” he then rubbed my belly. I hugged him. He embarrassed his Luna for me. He stood up for me? He caused a scene for me? I thought I was winning when I heard more words from his mouth. “My Luna. I have to apologize to her.”

He knew he had their blessing. "So please, let's get started." Elder Mortimer continued, turned, and, with a flare, grabbed a thick white leather book with the words 'Luna's Ascension' inscribed in gold. He laid it down on the lectern, opened the book, flipped through some pages, and began to read. "A Luna is a mother to her community, caring for and nurturing them to the best of her ability…A Luna must be kind at heart…A Luna must be warm and welcoming…A Luna is the backbone of her Alpha…A Luna must respect her Alpha..."

_*]: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.