The luna trials Novels & Stories

He reiterated. “What does it means to be a Luna?” she quizzed. The name Luna sounded strange to her. she had no idea of what it means. “You will have to come with me to get the rest of your questions answered.” He retorted. “I promise to take good care of you. Now that I have found you, there is no possibility that I will ever leave you. Sheila, trust me and live a happy and free life. The kind of live you’ve always wished for lies in you being my Luna. Come with me. my lady.” Garrett said. Offering her a hand. She stares at his hand for a while, contemplating if to oblige or not. She looked into his eyes if at all she could trust him. She had a careful think about Garrett’s offer of help to

Her story wasn't over yet. Raglan thought he had won over her. He thought he had her son and got her banished to hell but he had forgotten one thing— He had forgotten the power he had given her. He made her his wife. She was the princess of death and now, she was going to return as the Queen of the Realm, a Luna the world has never seen before. A force that would exert her vengeance on demons and all the creatures who had ruined her for eternity.

“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.”

"I'm sure you're wondering why I requested this meeting." I nodded, accepting the cup with trembling hands. "Yes, ma'am." "You may call me Amelia. We're going to become quite familiar with each other." She settled back in her chair, studying me with those penetrating blue eyes. "Tell me, Aveline, what do you know about the Luna trials?" "Luna trials?" I repeated, confused. "Ah, as I suspected. You know nothing." She sipped her tea thoughtfully. "The Luna trials are ancient traditions that every potential Luna must pass before she can be marked and mated to an alpha. Especially an alpha king."

As soon as the call ended, my phone buzzed again—this time, an email. From: Lord Sterling Subject: Luna Trials – Formal Notice My jaw tightened as I read the words. Sterling was giving me advance notice out of “courtesy,” detailing exactly what Arianna would have to face if she turned out to be human. The Luna Trials. I skimmed through the details, my fingers gripping the phone tighter with every word. The Blood Moon Hunt – Arianna will be placed in an arena and must survive against feral rogue werewolves without my help. The Rite of the Forgotten – A vision-based test where she will be forced to relive her worst fears, including betrayals and suffering.

“Can we go outside? I wanna run!” Caius glanced at Selene, his eyes warm. “What do you say, Luna? Family run?” She smiled, setting her mug down. “Only if you can keep up.” Lena groaned, grabbing another pancake. “I’m staying here. You guys are too sappy for me.”

Then softly she said, “You’ve got this.” I met her gaze in the reflection. “You don’t know that,” I couldn’t help the spark of negativity. She smirked. “I do, actually.” I exhaled, shaking off the weight pressing on my chest. “Let’s go,” I said. When we got to the arena designated for the Luna trials, my eyes widened in awe. It was a beast of its own, a massive colosseum that had been carved from white stone and drenched in sunlight, People filled the stands to the brim. The audience was formed by a variety of people, including nobles, officials, and even peasants, they were all gathered to witness the beginning of the Luna Trials.

"Since you're our mate, you'll have to participate in the Luna trials starting tomorrow. Immediately." The air knocked out of my lungs? WHAT?

_*]:min-w-0"> Luna collapsed onto her bed. Every muscle ached. But it was good pain. Earned pain. _*]:min-w-0"> She closed her eyes. _*]:min-w-0"> Behind her eyelids, she saw flashes of the challenge. Running. Tracking. Shifting. _*]:min-w-0"> And something else. _*]:min-w-0"> A shadow. In the trees. Watching. _*]:min-w-0"> Luna's eyes snapped open. "Nova, do you have your phone?" _*]:min-w-0"> "Yeah, why?" _*]:min-w-0">

“Some of the rituals require your wolf form. If you can’t shift, you don’t deserve to be Luna. That is why I brought her. Serena will take over.” Darius’s jaw tightened. “You can’t make that decision for me, Mother. I chose Lyra. You don’t get to replace her.” He paused, then a slow, dangerous smirk curved his mouth. “You’ll keep your deal—with both of them. Whoever fucks you better and makes you come harder gets to stay and finish the rituals.” His mother’s face darkened with rage. “You can’t be serious, Darius.” “You can’t back out of a deal, Mother. You made it yourself yesterday.”