Novel & Cerita The Rise Of The Ugly Luna

And tonight, I had dragged him into a lie I hated almost as much as the truth. “Is she settled now?” I asked. His jaw moved slightly before he answered. “Yes.” Silence hummed between us. Aria. The omega I’d last properly noticed years ago, quiet, unobtrusive, a shadow among wolves. Now… Luna in name only. A mask my people needed. A sacrifice I had demanded. Because Crescent Stone must not fracture. Because Selene must be protected — even in her absence. I exhaled slowly. “Good.” He nodded once.

Absolute. And God help anyone standing between me and that goal. Because the Luna was dead. And what rose from those ashes was something the conspiracy should have killed when they had the chance. Now they'd learn what happened when you broke someone completely. When you stripped away everything that made them human. When you created a monster from a mother. They'd learn. Soon. And the lesson would be written in blood.

“What you’re proposing is romantic. Reckless. Sentimental. And politically disastrous.” “You came all this way to insult our future wife?” Kael raised his brows. “No,” She lifted a brow. “I came to offer you a better one.” I laughed, short and sharp. “You’ve got some nerve.” “Confidence,” she corrected. “I’m offering myself. As Luna of Moonfall. To both of you.” I turned from the window, cigarette forgotten. “You’re serious.” “Entirely.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “You’d marry both of us.”

The moon hung high, swollen and silver, bleeding its glow through the tangled branches of Black Hollow Forest. Luna Cross moved like smoke—silent, seductive, untouchable. Her black leather pants clung to her hips, the crimson crop top revealing the jagged scar above her navel, a relic of a fight she barely survived. She didn’t run with a pack. She didn’t obey rules. She fucked, fought, and vanished. Rogues like her weren’t supposed to survive long. But Luna didn’t just survive—she owned the night.

Sassy Note #2: Not everyone looked thrilled. One Luna—probably the fifth cousin of some bitter ex of Edric—was glaring daggers the entire time like her tartan was too tight. Her wolf probably shed out of spite. But I smiled sweetly. Let the magic glow just slightly under my skin. Enough to make her gulp her whisky like holy water. Then came the climax. A giant flame pit was lit in the center of the stones. The flames rose unnaturally high—kissed by magic and old whispers. I stepped forward.

“But after what happened, I couldn’t. You humiliated me. You called me a liar in front of everyone I knew. You made me feel like trash. How was I supposed to tell you I was pregnant?” He sat back, jaw tight. “You think that was easy for me? Watching that footage, thinking the one person I trusted betrayed me?” Luna's voice cracked. “You didn’t trust me, not even for a second.” “I trusted you too much,” he muttered bitterly. “That was the problem.” “I was twenty-one,” Luna added. “Alone. Broke. I didn’t even know where to go. So I left. I changed my name. I disappeared.”

"I, Sera Ashford, accept your rejection, Alpha Lupus." More gasps erupted from the crowd. Shame and fury burned inside me, but I kept my posture perfect. The moment the words left my mouth, the bond snapped completely. Lupus's expression flickered for just a fraction of a second. Something like a flash of regret passed through his eyes, but it vanished before anyone else could see it. "Good," he said flatly. "Now get out. Angela and I will be announced as Alpha and Luna at the next full moon. Do not embarrass yourself by showing up."

Upon entering, I found him standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of his blazer. "Don't waste my time. I have a board meeting to attend in the next few minutes," he said coldly, without sparing me a glance. "I know you barely get along with Jake," I seethed, then marched forward to stand an inch away from him. "What I'm about to ask for is absurd. But it will only last for as long as I have my revenge." His eyes twitched as he studied me in silence. Looking into his glowing eyes, I pressed my palm against his dark heart. "Mark me. Make me your Luna," I demanded firmly. "I know a sure way to bring Jake and his pack to their knees. Together, we will burn them to ash."

Why did he ruin her looks and force her to get plastic surgery? Was it because her old face was too ugly? Luna had never been ugly at all. Even if she was, that was her face, and Malcolm had no right to destroy it and reconstruct a new one for her! Not only that, but Luna had suffered greatly throughout the process of getting plastic surgery! In the past, Luna thought that the car accident had scarred her face so severely that she could not live like a normal human being anymore, which was why she had so desperately tried to undergo plastic surgery.

She says, exasperated. "Well, not just that. We are the richest pack on the east side. It makes sense." "Not for long. Regent pack is catching up" Nora, cracks her knuckles. "Ooh, fun". I chew the last of my breakfast. "Isn't their luna attending the ball? she isn't mated yet right?" I ask, putting my plate in the dishwasher. "Luna Maia? oh she's not attending. She's out of country, I think it's bc she doesn't want to find her mate". "Why not? isn't it time, she became luna 2 years back, it's the perfect time". "It's probably complicated, it could be anyone. What if she mates with an alpha? could be mason, too bad she's absent. It'll be a complex situation". "Ascended lunas usually mate with