The Rebel Luna Novels & Stories

Silvercrest Valley's local news had transformed into explosive territorial headlines. Artist Luna Natalia had achieved overnight fame with skyrocketing market value that no one could have predicted. (Florian's POV) I observed the sea of wolves around me with growing amusement. Removing my jacket, I draped it casually over my forearm and walked forward with a smile playing at my lips. The irony wasn't lost on me. I had come here prepared to act as my potential mate's protector, ready to provide Nightshade pack backing if needed. Instead, I discovered it was completely unnecessary. Natalie no longer needed the Nightshade pack as backing for anything.

LUNA’s POV I was speechless, and clueless, my whole body was numb. “Jordan, say something” I pulled his hands, but he pushed me away slightly. “You agreed to this, Luna. I had no other choice I had to call the police, I am sorry, but I will do my best to get you out” Why was he sounding like he was consoling me for a crime I committed? Weird. “Mrs. Luna, you are under arrest for possession of narcotics and human trafficking”

I just look at him unable to say anything afraid that I might kill everyone here and just take her back to Italy. "She has very bad lungs which has caused her to have a respiratory infection. This is most likely due to inhaling mass amounts of dust and mold over long periods. It can be treated with medications. She's severely underweight and her heart is weak Luna is around 80lb, 5ft tall. All of these factors mixed with her current mental state will cause a very very long recovery. She may never see the world like you and I but under the proper guidance and environment she has a chance". he says and I can't believe what I'm hearing I've always wanted to give her the world it's hard to proce

I would not spend one minute listening to them swarm over each other. I got into the car and asked the driver to take me away. Thelma said worriedly, “Luna, you know that once you are banished from the Pack, you will become the despised rogue.” I reassured her with a smile on my face, “Don’t worry, they can’t get me. Their tricks are nothing compared to the monsters I have encountered before.” Her eyes roamed all over my face, like she was trying to see if I was worried. But I have been through worse than this.

“You are far from ordinary. The blood that flows in your veins… is older than this pack. Older than the oldest legends.” Aria’s head tilted in confusion. “I… don’t understand. What do you mean?” Draven sighed, a weight in his expression that made Aria shiver. “Long ago, there was a Luna who held the power of the Moon Goddess herself. She united the scattered packs under her rule. Her strength, wisdom, and wolf-bond were unmatched. She became known as the Moon Queen.” Her breath caught. That figure - Moon Queen - stood still beneath the silver light “But she vanished,” Draven continued. “And the prophecy of her return was written. It spoke of a female wolf of silver light who would rise when

Just present. Drax lowered his arms slow. Blood ran from a new cut on his forehead. "What are you?" he asked. His voice sounded quieter now. "I am the Rejected Luna," I said. "The one you threw away. The one who did not break." He took a step toward me. His hand reached out again but slower. "Come back with me. We can start over. The bond can be made right." I looked at his hand. For one second the old hurt came back. The pain from the clearing when he said no. The way everyone turned away from me. But the hurt did not make me small anymore. It made me steady.

"How I wish the prince would look favorably at me and pick me!" "How lucky his mate will be." "Whoever happens to be his mate will be the next luna of the Hedge pack!" "If wishes were horses, I would rather the moon goddess made me....." There were many voices rambling on as Ryder eventually reached me. He took my hand and pulled me out of the crowd. 'Don't let him reject you first. You have the chance now.' My wolf warned. I was almost dazed by the occurrences. How was he now holding me by the hand to reject me in this second life?

Every ounce of fear he had ever inspired returned to him tenfold. Luna Amber stood rigid at the edge of the clearing, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Tears burned her eyes as she stared at her daughter—no, not a daughter anymore, but something vast and terrible and beautiful. She had hidden Rebel. Controlled her. Believed it was protection. Now she understood the truth far too late. Rebel lifted her head, her voice ringing with divine authority. “I trust those who protected me. I trust those who stood between me and harm.” Her aura flared brighter, painting the clearing in blinding green light. “But those who tried to break me…”

But my Luna has the blood and the connection that matters. I could almost hear the collective intake of breath. Selena stepped forward, her face drained of all color. "No," she whispered, barely audible. Astin turned to her, his expression cold. "Meet my Luna. My mate." The world tilted beneath me. Selena? Linc's body tensed beside me, his shock turning to rage. "You're lying." Astin grinned with a twisted satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Why would I lie? You think I'd need to when I already have everything?"

“Shit Austin. This is bad. She’s our Luna but she doesn’t understand how anything works with our kind? This puts her in danger. She could believe anything that anyone tells her. Someone could try to poison her with wolfsbane and tell her it’s medicine to cure her.” Renz says, catching on to the danger this represents for Rebel.