The Lycans Broken Luna Novels & Stories

Akim has some of the best warriors in the world. "Come out," Cora orders toward the large pack waiting in the trees just beyond view. Lycans from the East pour out of the trees and I quickly double-check if my nose was correct. Forty-eight grown lycans have come to my lands led by their Luna. Luna Lihua... A lycan I have never personally met, but I can deceive her identity from the appearance of her pack. Plus I know her mate is gone. Her leadership is incomplete and flawed.

"And now your time is up. The real Luna is here, and we don't need your cheap imitation anymore." I raised my hand to slap her lying face, my wolf howling with rage and pain. But before my hand could connect, iron fingers wrapped around my wrist in a crushing grip. "That's ENOUGH, Elena." Marcus's voice was like ice, filled with disappointment and anger. He was looking at me like I was some wild animal that had embarrassed him in front of important guests. Behind him, Lydia was watching with a satisfied smile, her hand still possessively on his arm. "She started it!" I protested, tears starting to blur my vision again. "She was insulting me, humiliating me!"

I will miss my home, but I can’t wait to see what my future holds in the Lycan Realm. Cycle 452 Veyn 20 of the Bloodroot Bloom The Lycan Realm is colder than I am used to, even though it is Spring. The cold weather makes me sad. A few days ago, Augustus promised a surprise. My heart was in my throat as he led me to the depths of the Lycan Castle. He opened a door to a room that is always Spring. It is beautiful magic. He laid me on the grass and made love to me. It is a moment I will never forget.

"I don't know about you all but I feel that Lady Esme is the best choice for Luna. Besides, she is not only polite, but she is also smart and has the attributes of a queen" "I agree with you but those are not the only features that are required for a Luna" "What are you talking about?" "Her strength counts too. Can't you all see, she has no Lycan abilities?" My heart sank into my stomach at the servant's words, I held my clothes nervously. "That's true, it's been months since she arrived at the empire and even though her Lycan has been proven from her survival from the sacred room, she is yet to reveal to everyone what her Lycan ability is"

Every step sent another wave through me. “Seraphina, wait,” Lucien called. I stopped. Part of me wanted to keep walking; another part, the foolishly hopeful part, made me stop and turn to face him. He pushed through the crowd, face pale. Up close, his jaw worked like he was fighting for the right words. For a second I thought he might take it back. “You don’t understand,” he said quietly. His eyes flicked to the watching pack members. “This was necessary. The pack needs strength right now. Selene fits better as Luna. Everyone sees it.”

Silas asked, his curiosity piqued. “They might need her for a ritual. But whoever took her definitely possesses magic. I’ll give you an antidote to drink; their magic won’t work on you if you manage to get there, but you’ll still encounter all that I told you about,” Bryan explained. There was a moment of silence before he continued, “Most who have journeyed to the Blackwood Forest never made it back, Silas. Can you do this?” “I am not weak, and you know that. I’m the son of King Nico. We are called Lycans for a reason. I can do it,” Silas responded sharply. A proud smile curved Bryan’s lip.

Everything I was before was gone. So who was I now? I wasn’t Luna anymore. That title belonged to Nyra. I wasn’t Corvin’s mate anymore, the bond was broken or replaced or whatever. I wasn’t even a full wolf anymore without Lyric. I was just Rael, nothing more. Just a broken woman with scars, pain, and no place in this world.

She walked straight to my chair and climbed into my lap, pressing her cool palm against my cheek. "You smell like the sad place, Mama," she whispered. My heart melted. Luna was an empath—a rare gift even among Lycans. She could feel the echoes of the Blackwood Pack on me. "I'm okay, my little star," I said, pulling all three of them into a tight embrace. The scent of them—sunshine, warm milk, and the wild, clean smell of young Lycans—was the only thing that could truly heal me. "Are we going back?" Leo asked, his voice low. He was the only one who knew a little of our history. He had seen me crying over a faded photograph once.

I wonder what's dad attachment in this place that he wanted me to experience it myself, but right now I thought I'm just expecting so much. Not even the guard so good to be with! “Mating bond is a sacred in this place, but I'm not here to praise it. I'll find my happiness through achieving grand position in the Moonless Pack, so mating connection isn't some grandeur than this!” This is my thought as I found the eerie silence surrounded the Moonless Pack. Nevertheless, I shrugged and walked into the near pub. Here, there's no such thing as sun, but the night sky don't provide a moon. So my shock that people didn't flock all time in a pub is unimaginable!

This afternoon's schedule was disrupted, so I had to make some more arrangements. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my brain. It was my wolf, Adonis. I remembered that he hadn't spoken to me since five years ago. I didn't know why, but he said I had lost my Luna. I wanted to scold him for that because I had no idea what was going on. All I remembered was that one night, it was as if I lost consciousness and was drawn to something... Later, Melany came to me with her two children, but I never felt anything from her. I was a little suspicious at first, but now I was becoming sure she was not my Luna.