The Reborn Luna's Revenge Novels & Stories

"Mason, please… I love you. You have to trust me" He laughed cruelly.“You? Luna of Blackwave? What a joke.” I turned and saw Chizzy in the crowd… smiling. Triumphant. My chest tightened. She did this. "What did you do?" I screamed at her. "This was your plan, wasn’t it? To steal him away?" But before I could get to her, Mason grabbed me and shoved me to the ground. He stood in front of her protectively. “Since you’ve chosen betrayal,” his voice rang out, cold and unforgiving, “I, Alpha Mason of the Blackwave Pack, reject you as my Luna.”

She was the storm. And somewhere deep in the night, the witches screamed as the power of the true Luna reborn awakened fully — unbound, unstoppable, and hungry for justice.

The light from the spirit wolf closed around me, holding me upright. “Rest, Luna of the Lost Flame. Yet recall your mate is bleeding in exile. He carries with him the burden of your death. If you want to save him, you need to be what you were meant to be. My lips quivered. "And what is that? “The rebirth of Luna.” The light disappeared, leaving behind the blue veins of crystal throbbing softly.

I was her former Luna, and the mate of the man she had been screwing my back. “Selene?” She gasped, her hand covering her mouth as she kept staring at me. Selene? I frowned at the blatant disrespect. Despite Lucas’s betrayal and deception, Razorback pack still belonged to me, and I would not tolerate any disrespect, especially from this woman. “That's Luna Selene to you.” I replied back as I stared down at her coldly. She was still staring in shock and confusion, probably trying to figure out how I was standing here alive and well when Lucas must have announced to everyone that I was dead. I wonder how he told them I died.

I quickly checked if I was still pregnant and fortunately for me, I was not! It occured to me then that I had been reborn. The moon goddess had given me another chance to live again..I had died in the cell and I was alive again. She answered my dying wish. 'You are my home, and I will always be a part of you, from this day onward.' The voice came from within me and I realized that my wolf had been awakened. It spoke to me for the first time. It was the day of the mating ceremony and I had to be at the pack house.

Luna is screaming, but Rebel is silent. Rebel grabs Luna by her long blonde hair and wraps it around her fist. Pulling her head back as Luna claws at Rebels jacket. Rebel punches her in the face. Luna screams again when Rebel pulls her gun and places it against Luna’s forehead and the room stops breathing and Luna goes still.

"I don't want a fair fight, I want something more than that. I want the Dark Knight Pack to watch their Alpha crawl, I want them to see him choose a woman over his duty, and then I want them to watch me take both." He moved toward her, the needle glinting in the light. "— and you, Rebecca, are the perfect bait. A Luna who can't shift, a mother who can't protect her pup — you are the epitome of Kenziel’s failure." He grabbed her arm, his grip like a vice. Rebecca thrashed as the silver shackles tore at her skin but she was too weak, the serum was already dragging her senses back into the fog. "Don't..." She pleaded, her voice breaking.

“I don’t know. I am not afraid of becoming her anymore, that’s no longer it. Like you said, I am who I am, and I can’t be anyone else. I don’t want to be anyone else. And that’s precisely why I don’t feel like doing the revenge anymore. Moira is the type of person who does the kind of petty stuff she did at the party last night, I’m not. I’ll just leave the pettiness to her.” “So what about your original mega revenge plan then?” Rita asked. “Are you going to let that go too?” Luna shook her head. “Oh no, that’s still on. That is definitely me. I am not getting back at her and Justin for some petty reason, I am getting back at them for a really terrible time in my life that they put me throug

Her senses were perfect, every movement anticipated, every strike fatal. The Moonridge warriors rallied behind them, their loyalty fierce, their courage unshakable. They pressed the advantage, flanking Kael’s forces, striking where his elite wolves were weakest, and defending the wounded with unwavering determination. Kael roared, fury and disbelief flashing in his golden eyes. “You… cannot… defeat me!” “You already have,” Aria said, silver light flaring brighter than ever. “I am the Luna of Moonridge. I am reborn. And I am stronger than your darkness!”

And if I can’t have you, no one will. But Kael was wrong. She wasn’t his. She had never been. And as she closed her eyes, a new determination took root. He had tried to destroy her, but he had only awakened her. The Luna’s revenge would not be whispered in the shadows; it would be roared from the mountaintops. And she would not be alone.