The Pack's Outcast Luna Novels & Stories

“Alpha, last night, Travis told us you and Jackson would be gone for the day today. He asked for a guard who was not assigned on duty to volunteer to shadow our Luna.” He looked at the men standing with him, who all nodded in agreement. “Every guard not on duty volunteered, Sir. We have stationed ourselves around the inside and outside of the pack house.” He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with what he was about to say, before he continued, “I was at the Pack meeting. I have never been prouder than I was when our Luna was announced. From the moment she arrived, it has been clear that she wants to help others and protect our people. Every member of the pack failed to protect her that day, an

I pulled my phone out of my pocket. The moment the screen lit up, a barrage of venomous words hit me like silver daggers dipped in wolfsbane, stabbing straight into my eyes. The Bloodmoon Pack's internal forum had exploded with rage. "That outsider doesn't deserve to be our Luna! She's a useless wreck who can't even protect a bunch of pups!" "This is exactly why Alpha Brian wanted her out of the pack—because of her incompetence!" "This has to be a setup! She's definitely a spy sent by Brian to poison the future of our pack and destroy our foundation!"

Luna threatened. Blood drained from Ashford's face; he looked like he was going to have a heart attack. He grabbed her hand and glared down at her. "Don't you dare think about doing something like that?" He yelled. Luna flinched but regained composure. "Then do as I ask; it is not hard." "It is hard working with someone who has no pack. Who knows if he is a bad rogue?" Adrian said. "He is not a rogue," Luna said. "He is from the Lust Mind Pack." Luna lied, using the pack name she had seen in her father's room when she was coming to hers.

I hesitated for only a heartbeat. "Luna." "Last name?" "Just Luna." His pen paused. "We require at least two names for our records." "Luna Ghost," I said, the alias coming to me on instinct. "No pack affiliation." Something shifted in his expression. interest, maybe, or calculation. Pack-less wolves were either outcasts or drifters, often desperate enough to take risks that smart fighters avoided. Perfect fodder for the Pit's bloodier matches. "Age?" "Twenty-one." I lied without hesitation. Looking older than eighteen was easy when you'd spent the last month being beaten into shape.

The pack members were more than happy to do as their Luna asked. They also felt that this was a good idea and that they needed a bit of fun and relaxing after everything they have been through. And what better way to relax and have fun than a Luna ceremony? Luka was the only one in the dark, he even picked up on the fact that his pack members were avoiding him, and he thought maybe they are still angry about their loved ones lost in the war and in battle.

Amy and I rolled our eyes and the guys laughed. Amy and I went to her garden area and talked while the guys talked Alpha stuff. She said, "You look like you're doing well now." I said, "I am, now that Dina is officially dead. She was the only one who was just terrorizing me my whole life. I'm sure there are probably some in the pack who still believe her bullshit, but they will get over it." Amy said, "Those that aren't over it have already left this pack. I put a halt to all bullying as soon as I got up here. I followed your example. I also told all pack members that you are now Luna of my old pack and if they still believe Dina's shit, they are free to leave. There were some who chose to l

“Maybe I should accept her rejection.” "No!" Kevin roared, pressing forward with savage force. "We need her. The Moon Goddess never makes mistakes. Harrison, you have to let go of Eliza. It’s been years. Eliza’s pull was never this strong. Never stronger than this bond. Not even stronger than Katherine was back then." “Enough!” I slammed a hand down on the desk. “Don’t bring this up again. My pack cannot be led by such a vicious Luna. The way she looks now—it’s the Moon Goddess’s punishment.”

She shrieked, "So what! I just wanted to live better! You wolves sit so high above everyone else. Who says you get to decide my fate? I was only taking what was mine!" "What was yours?" Yuna stood in front of her, her voice quiet but sharper than any scream. "What's yours is the punishment for what you've done." Yuna had barely finished speaking when a sudden stir rose from the far side of the snowfield. Several young warriors from Fendon Pack, under the elders' guidance, stepped forward to publicly submit a formal confession. Damon had allowed partiality to cloud his judgment, enabling outsiders to harm a Luna, which had caused a failed full-moon raid, disrupted border trade, and damaged th

Just watched, calm and dangerous. “I didn’t stutter.” Kendrick turned, jaw clenched. “That sword holds the balance, Mira. You remove it, and the protection over the pack—the entire kingdom—weakens. You want war at our doorstep?” She swung her legs off the bed slowly, her nightgown clinging to her curves. “I want Seraphina out of my way. Permanently.” “Then use your damn Luna power. Talk to Nicolas. Pull strings. Don’t ask me to commit treason.”

"Liam, I require you to accumulate a little group. Your mission is to form chaos. Draw Morgana's consideration absent from the Pack Lobby. Can you do it?" Liam smiled, his eyes shimmering with energy. "Consider it done, Luna." As the assembly drew to a near, a sense of reason filled the discussion. The pack, once partitioned and dubious, was presently joined together in their resolve. They would battle for their genuine Luna, for their pack, for their future.