The Lycans Broken Luna Novels & Stories

I watched as his bottom lip trembled slightly. “But Luna—” “I’m not your luna anymore.” I gave him a reassuring smile. “She’s not going to be punished.” I heard Darren’s voice behind me, but I refused to turn and look at him. How infuriating … to have the moment we just had and to have him spoil it already. “She is being brought back as my mate. She’s going to be the Lycan Queen.” Bastian’s mouth gaped open as he looked at me in shock.

Cassian says, “Wolf or not, the moon goddess chose her for us and we will not accept anyone else.” Alpha Ethan roars, “She is unfit to be a Luna over not one, but two packs! I refuse to accept it.” All three of the men are huffing as they try to figure out the next step in this disagreement. But suddenly, Luna Anna’s voice pierces through the air and she asks, “Why can’t she be a Luna?” Alpha Ethan looks to his mate and states as if it was obvious, “She has no wolf. How can she be a Luna over a pack?”

"But whatever bloodline you come from, it's not purely Lycan. There's something else mixed in. Something powerful and dangerous." Anna's heart raced. The silver-eyed woman in her dreams. The mysterious man in the library who looked like Lucas. The power that kept trying to break free. It all suddenly felt connected to something much bigger than she understood. "Can you help me or not?" Kieran stopped pacing and looked at her. "I can stabilize you temporarily. Keep you alive long enough to find a permanent solution. But I'll need ingredients. Rare ones." "What kind of ingredients?" "The kind found only in the Forbidden Hollow."

It took a step forward, its massive paws leaving deep imprints in the ground. Amelia stepped forward, her voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Who... what are you?" The Lycan's voice echoed through the cavern, resonating with a primal power. "I am Lyall, the last of my kind. I sensed a disturbance, an imbalance, and came to investigate." Luna's eyes widened, a spark of recognition lighting up within her. "Lyall? The ancient protector of the moonstone?" Lyall nodded, his towering form seeming to radiate with knowledge and wisdom. "Indeed. The moonstone is a powerful artifact that must be safeguarded. I have been its guardian for centuries, but its energy has been tainted by the

My body felt supple, powerful, and entirely biological. "The triplets? The global triage?" I managed to ask. "A dream of the stone," Killian whispered, his silver eyes flashing with a predatory light. "Leo, Maya, and Toby are not batteries or distributed hard drives. They are Lycans. They are out in the valley now, leading the Unbound on the first hunt of the Blood Moon."

I scramble to pick up the tablet and continue to watch. “Very well. She will be here anyway, so it will be easier to take her child. Fine, we will complete the process. Did you bring something of Robert’s?” I watch as Jennifer produces a clear bag with something in it, looks like hair. The Luna takes it. Opening the bag taking the hair out as she chants something in a foreign language. I watch on as the hair dissolves and white light erupts from Jennifer and the hair. Forging the bond. “I warn you, if Robert comes into contact with his true mate, this bond will break because he is a Lycan.” The Luna gives Jennifer a warning and I smile. Knowing that bond is already broken.

"I did not kill anyone. You murdered him then took his widow and daughter as trophies." Through the bond I felt Kael's support flowing into me. Bryson had controlled my life through fear and violence. Made me believe I was nothing. That I deserved the abuse because I was broken. But I was not broken anymore. I was Luna, who is blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, bonded to the Lycan King and fifty Alphas across multiple territories. I was power incarnate. "You abused your own daughter." I took another step forward. "Raped her repeatedly and got her pregnant with your child. Then you called it tradition."

I blinked rapidly before receiving his offer very slowly. He had come for me. I couldn't ask for more, not at all. I alighted from the car and was about to closed it when suddenly the groan from Lara comes to my hearing. Swiftly I turn to her and I saw what had happened. She is in pain thanks to the absence of pills. Lycan is the only one who could save her and he is here. " Lycan , this lady needs your help. Can you look pass her flesh ? . There is this deadly fluid which needs to be out of her vein "

Squeezing them shut, I tried again, but I kept blinking back into darkness. I’d been coughing up blood all day. My vision blurred at the edges, and I could feel the end creeping closer. But I didn’t panic. Not anymore. I no longer feared death—I welcomed it, because I knew that at this point, death was the best thing that could happen to me. A month ago, my very own stepsister, Elizabeth Blackwood, had planned with my own mate, Viktor Thorne and they both handed me over like a lamb to be slaughtered. To Tharros Bloodworth. The very famous deadly lycan king of the west region.

Isla said impatiently. I looked at Luna now. “The Rose of BlackMoon Pack,” the people often called her for her unfathomable beauty but to me now, she looked mad ugly with the scowl that was pasted on her face. Unlike his benevolent Alpha, Luna wasn't a fan of “peasants” like me. I cleared my throat. “You want me to replace Lyanna as the Lycan's bride?” “Yes! That's what we've been saying for the past 30 minutes!” Luna Isla repeated while raising her voice.