The Luna Trials By Marissa Gilbert Novels & Stories

Hazel said as she wrung her hands. Being in the presence of this woman was making her feel nervous. She was the first Luna of the Alphas she was on a mission to kill she had met. She had not seen nor encountered anyone from Kael nor Gordon's family so it felt weird that she had met and interacted with Aidan's Luna and his child. Mrs Aidan clapped her hands together and the man who had let Hazel in appeared from the door. "Our guest would like a glass of water please," Mrs Aidan said and the man walked off into a door at the far left side of the room.

“The Final Trial, the Wolf’s Heart, shall demand of you absolute inner peace. Let it be understood: any mere tests of skill, wit, or military strategy, such as you have encountered heretofore, hold no relevance. My purpose is solely to guide you toward reconciliation within yourselves, for it is this tranquility that shall permit the moon to illuminate your ultimate truth.” Inner peace. It felt like an impossible demand. How could I find peace when I was trapped in possibly becoming the Luna and a Rogue movement that claimed to need me? “We shall commence a journey immediately to the Ashfall Pack territory, for it has been decreed that the Final Trial shall be conducted near that place—at th

And the Grove held every word. Lucien recorded each truth, scrolls etched with runes of vulnerability and bond. Aria stood beside him, her pendant glowing in quiet rhythm. Kaelion guarded the perimeter, his blade lowered, his mark dim. Luna listened. Not as crown. As memory. And the Grove pulsed in time with every breath. The final trial was not announced. It arrived in the quiet between rituals, in the moment when the flame dimmed and the wind stilled. Luna stood at the altar, her spiral stone warm, her heart steady. “Now,” she whispered. The Grove opened—not with light. With silence.

Together, they braved the elemental onslaught, forging a path amidst the chaos. Finally, Luna and her pack reached the third trial—an ethereal maze suspended in a starlit expanse. The maze shifted and twisted, an intricate puzzle challenging their perception and intellect. They relied on their intuition and trust in one another, navigating the maze's intricate patterns until they reached the heart of the labyrinth. There, they discovered a radiant crystal—the embodiment of cosmic light. Its brilliance washed away the darkness that had plagued the realm. Luna, infused with newfound power, absorbed the essence of the crystal, harnessing its energy.

Gil said, making a move to leave, but Luna stopped her. "It's an emergency, please. Can you come with me? I don't feel well," Luna pleaded, which made Gil hesitate. "Alright, but I can't stay long; my mum is waiting for me," Gil agreed and turned back. "No, it will all be over very quickly; I must be off too. My car is waiting for me," Luna said with a barely perceptible smile on her lips. Gil followed her, somewhat suspiciously, but noticing Luna's perspiration, she believed the girl might truly be unwell. As they approached the bathroom, Gil suddenly heard the voice in her head.

The one he used to reject me. “The Luna Trial,” Luna Mother announced, “has three parts. Body. Mind. Soul.” She pointed to the maze. “Body. Survive the silver. It’s laced with wolfsbane. Shifters last ten minutes before collapsing. You’re wolfless. Let’s see how long you last.” My blood went cold. Wolfsbane + silver + pregnant = miscarriage. Death. “You can’t—” Kieran started. “I can,” Luna Mother cut him off. “The Law is older than you, son. Older than your father. The same Law that let him execute her parents.”

Liam shouted, and some people who walked past us turned and stared at us strangely. “Lower your voice. People are staring,” I whispered. I filled Liam in on the events that had been happening in the pack, and by the time I finished, he was so pissed at Amara and Alpha Ronan. “She's so shameless…. I want to tear her into pieces,” he exclaimed angrily. “Calm down, Liam. You just got here. Let's try to avoid unnecessary shedding of blood,” I laughed. “Wait…. so you are going to be the Luna Queen?” he asked, his blue eyes gleaming with excitement.

the priestess commanded. The stone gate opened into an obsidian cavern lit by a lake of fire. The heat was suffocating, yet when Luna stepped inside, it kissed her skin rather than burned it. Magic roared around them like a dragon's breath. Shadows danced across the walls, whispering ancient truths. Kael took her hand again. “We walk into the fire not as two, but one.” The moment their feet touched the glowing sigil at the center, the trial began. --- Flames erupted from the ground, spiraling around them in wild ribbons. They didn’t burn—but they tested. Luna felt every emotion she’d ever buried rise like a tide: grief, lust, fear, rage, shame.

“The chosen must bleed. The chosen must walk alone. But when the night is darkest, the moon shines brightest.” I shook my head. “I’m tired. I don’t want to shine. I don’t want to be chosen. I just want peace.” No answer. Only silence. Only my sobs. --- Morning came again. The pack gathered in the yard. They whispered as I walked past. Eyes like knives. The fossils called meeting. Elder Rowan’s voice carried. “She has passed two trials. One remains. The final trial. If she stands, she is Luna true. If she falls, she is gone.”

“The moon feeds on truth, remember? Your little pack harbours a treasure trove of secrets.” Luna’s fists clenched so tight her claws almost tore at her palms. “If you’ve hurt them—” “With enough time they’ll destroy themselves, Luna. At this point, I wouldn’t even need to lay a finger on them. Choose a door.” Luna scanned the doorways and felt her gut pull toward the fiery one. Without a second thought, she sprinted forward and entered to be engulfed by hot, shimmering light. ------------------- The Fiery Trial Luna stepped into a blazing forest, the air warm with smoke and soot. Flames danced at the tree roots, and it felt very hot.