The Luna Trials By Marissa Gilbert Novels & Stories

The worn pages calmed me, the faded ink carrying me into another world. It was a book about wolves’ history. Stories of ancient packs, battles fought under blood moons, legends of the Moon Goddess blessing chosen ones. I loved reading it, even if nobody knew I could read. They never let me go to school, but I had taught myself in secret. The book was my hidden treasure. Through it, I learned things nobody thought I should know. That the Wolf’s Crest had once chosen the strongest Lunas. That the Moon Feast was more than just food and dancing it was power, hidden under rituals. And sometimes, I wondered… if the Moon still watched us, still cared.

She would have fetched a high price for our Uncle. “It saddens me to think what has happened to her parents.” Lugh says to Orla who nods her head at him. “I don’t understand why I’m being spellbound. I don’t know magic, I wouldn’t hurt anyone.” I still didn’t get it. I’m not special. I’m not even strong enough to be a Luna. Brett must have felt my emotions through the bond as he kissed me gently on the lips and whispered. “You are special to me.”

Connor and Maya, we’re sitting in the dining room eating lunch. They had been on the night shift for the past 2 weeks on a stakeout watching a local vampire coven who had been rumored to have kidnapped several werewolves in the community. Connor looked around the room to ensure they were alone before speaking. “ What have you heard in Luna’s sector?” he asked Maya. Well, I’m not really privy to the gossip yet they don’t like the fact that a Luna is in their army and they have to cook and clean.

They called the first trial an environment test, but it was an obvious cull designed to trim most of the participants down to the fittest wolves. That or they wanted to be rid of the women who had come from other packs. Either way, Cassy couldn’t help but wonder why they were attempting to chop the numbers so quickly. Alpha Jason said less than half would likely continue on after the trial, expediting the whole process. A Luna Trial would usually take at least a month, dragged out with parties and visits from other packs, but by the sounds of it, he wanted a Luna at his side within the week.

, he smiled at me and gave me the invitation. “She is not Luna.”, Scarlett said. “Show some respect!”, Ethan’s voice made her look down. “W-who is Luna?”, I asked. “That is something you should ask Caleb.”, Ethan replied. I looked at him confused but he just smiled at me. “I don’t accept it!”, Scarlett said and left without a word. “Did I do something?”, I asked a little scared of her sudden outburst. “No, you didn’t.”, Ethan said and asked me to follow him.

Then laughed softly despite herself. “Is it that obvious?” “To people who know you? Yes.” Lila looked back toward the training wolves. “I thought killing Marcus would make me feel stronger again.” “And?” “It didn’t.” Miriam studied her carefully. “What would?” The answer came almost instantly. “The Luna Trials.” Silence stretched briefly between them. Then Miriam sighed softly like she’d expected this eventually. “You understand what those trials involve.” It wasn’t a question. Lila nodded. The Luna Trials were ancient traditions older than most existing packs. They tested everything required of a true luna—strength, leadership, intelligence, diplomacy, endurance, and devotion to the pack.

Chapter 53 Trial 2 was titled: The Luna of the people. It was to test Selene and Astrid’s social trust, emotional intelligence, and public perception. The two were assigned a group of people in the pack to spend the day with. By the end of the day, they would interview the people they had spent the day with, and the one with more compassion about humanity would be announced the winner. Each one was given a group that contained: pups, nursing moms, pack elderly members, and other vulnerable pack members.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

They’re the enemy, no matter what my body says, and whatever my wolf says. They shoved me into a small room and banged the door close. I collapsed on the floor, my body shaking as tears spilled over. I felt scared, so damn scared. I’ve heard stories of the luna trials, and they were said to be granted by the moon. All I heard were rumours, and I was scared that they would actually be as brutal as they were rumoured to be. I cried as I mourned my baby, my husband, and my pack. “I’ll survive this,” I stubbornly whispered to myself.

“Any chance you know what this is about?” He practically ran away. Maria found me twenty minutes later, staring at my closet like it held the secrets of the universe. “They're calling the Luna trials,” she said quietly. “I heard from Jessica, who heard from Connor, who heard from Elder Patricia.” My stomach dropped. “Already? I haven't even—” “They're not giving you time to prepare. That's the point.” Maria pulled out a white dress I'd never seen before. “Traditional Luna candidate attire. White symbolizes a blank slate. You're supposed to approach the trials without assuming you'll pass.”