The Remarried Luna Novel Novels & Stories

In that moment I realized my heart had gone numb, stripped of even the smallest warmth. — The next day was Susan and Aron’s engagement banquet. The Silver Claw Pack’s territory blazed with light; wolves toasted and sang in the courtyards. The whole celebration was for her—the future Luna. I sat in a corner and watched the bustle. They laughed, congratulated, praised—no one spared me a glance. “Worthy of Alpha Aron’s mate candidate— even the moon‑flowers are blooming for her.” “I heard the ‘Sacred Flame’ will be lit tonight. It’s the Moon Goddess’s blessing on the new Luna.”

Ellias continued, “After that, I couldn’t stay. I left and joined the Blood Mist Pack. I trained… I grew… I became a gamma. But my mind never rested because… I knew your story wasn’t over.” My lips parted, but only one question escaped: “How is Helen?” Ellias sighed heavily. “Helen ran away with a rogue.” Just like that. Another piece of my past broken into dust. “It’s okay, Nora,” Lara said gently, squeezing my shoulder. “It’s the past. You’re here now, where you’re loved. Just let it go. I love you more than anyone else except…” She gave Ellias a side-eye and pouted like a child. That finally pulled a small laugh out of me.

“Have you finally lost it? As far as I know, and the rest of the werewolf community knows, your Luna died twenty years ago. Reportedly by your own hand.” He growls at that before he gets himself under control and puts a weird smile on his face. “Not my former Luna, Travis” he corrects, his voice laced with condescension. “My new Luna.” My brows furrow. “I don’t know what game you are playing, Gaines, but I don’t have your Luna.” “Oh, I think you do,” he says, taking a step closer making his warriors tense, and mine mirror the movement. The air is electric with tension, one wrong move away from chaos.

He stopped. Then stepped back like he had gone too far. Neither of us spoke after that. But the moment stayed with me. It followed me into my room. It stayed with me through the night. It sat in my chest until morning came. Today was my wedding day. I pushed myself out of bed and walked to the window. The sky was just beginning to change, light breaking through the darkness in soft lines. A small smile came to my face. This was the day everything would change. I would become Luna.

No repent for the sin he had done. When Luna and Hunter got married. Luna decided to give a chance to their marriage even after Hunter's heartbreaking words she still tried. But every time she tried to be his wife instead of a slave he ends up showing her that she's nothing but his toy. A doll just to fulfill his desire. His desire and lust only for her body.

I was left to manage a pack I built on my own, but it was still not a match for my father's pack that was coerced by Henry and his Ruthless father. I clenched my fist tightly in rage as I turned to Conrad who'd just passed me this information. “Who gave you such news? How did you find out, Rad?” I asked. “It's all over the news, Luna and your cousin are divorced. So, I decided to investigate her whereabouts and it turns out that she's in the city. Alpha, this is our chance to get back your fathers pack” Conrad declared, and obviously, I Wasn't the only one hoping to get back the Blood-Eyed pack.

"Haven't you realized the Festival of Serenity, for Lunaris' first ruler and Great Star Divinus of the Moon, is celebrated once a year on the same date as tomorrow? Don't tell me you've been held up in your room all this time and didn't realize how busy the palace has been these last couple of days?" Such accusations stabbed Luna's conscience because, sadly, it was the truth. For these last couple of days, a new romance book dealing with a reincarnated princess betrayed by her fiancée absorbed her attention. The plot was so captivating that ever since Luna picked it up, she hadn't been able to put it down, not even to sleep.

I flinched at the sight of two other werewolves who walked out of the audience and stretched forth their hands. “After you—Luna” Thomas voiced, soothingly as I walked slowly and laid down on the rock. My eyes striking the designs of the ceiling and the chandelier which was hung up above. My heart raced as I saw Thom and Marcus bring out the hay and burnt them. All these happened while Jasper continue with his incantation. The smoke from the hay they burnt would go directly to the ceiling in a straight line and the spirit of the Luna would appear, but if it scatters along the line, and nothing appears or maybe an unknown face shows up from the smoke, then I’ll be screwed.

I still refuse even if every bone in my body wants to leave this hell hole of a marriage. I stood outside in the cold night, on the pavement the music still bleeding through the walls. I looked at my phone. There was only one person left. One number I had sworn to myself, over and over, that I would never call. It rang once. “What do you need?” Xavier Holt, Alpha of the Hollow Pack, Cole's stepbrother, and the man I was supposed to have married. I opened my mouth, closed it. Then the words formed slowly. "I need help."

“Luna, these reforms you propose, they go against everything the Harem stands for!” “Ah, huh, are you sure? I thought that I was meant to be her representative, as her chosen vessel, the mother of a new era, the one that will save bloodlines.” She tilted her head, “These reforms do that, and then some, and the text says that the Luna’s Harem is hers; the Luna’s word is the law. I was unaware that you were granted by the Goddess to make my Harem for my future mates, yours to control, which could be seen as you are undermining the Goddess’s choice.”