The Secret Luna Left Now He Regrets Novels & Stories

“…Alpha says we wait until dawn. They’re stretched thin now. Perfect time to slip in, take what we can, and vanish before anyone notices.” Lucian’s rogues. My blood went cold. I pressed closer, straining to hear more. “What about Luna? Word is Kieran keeps her close.” A cruel laugh followed. “All the more reason. Imagine what Lucian would do if we brought her to him.” My stomach dropped, but I forced myself to stay silent. Every instinct screamed at me to run back and warn Kieran, but I couldn’t, not yet. Not when I needed to know how many of them were out here.

His green eyes softened as he gave the smallest shake of his head that screamed Not yet. I knelt again. “Some stories have parts we save for when you’re older, sweetheart. What matters is that your dad saw me when I felt invisible. He stayed when I thought everyone would leave. And then we found out we were fated mates, the Moon Goddess decided we belonged together.” Lunaria chewed her bottom lip like she was weighing whether to push. Finally she nodded once, decisive. “Okay. But I still think there’s a secret part.” Sebastian scooped her up and settled her on his hip. “Plenty of secrets left, kiddo. We’ll tell you when the time is right.”

Allison mutters quickly. “Of course it does.” I shoot her a look for several seconds before saying,. . “But you know what? I’ll throw you a little reward for your silence. You made sure no one found out where I ran off to. That actually pleased me, Allison. And now…” I pause, a dreamy sigh escaping my lips. “I’m finally going to be crowned the next Luna of this pack.” Her eyes widen a little, but I don’t slow down. I’m too wrapped up in the sweetness of it all.

"Not in secret. Not in denial. Not ever again." Then I turned back toward the light. Toward the man who claimed me openly. Toward a life that no longer needed to hide. ~ Mystique Luna's note: If you think we are near the end, you are wrong. We are just getting started to deepen everything. :)))

Our faces were only inches apart. Like they’d been that day in the barracks all those years ago. I breathed quickly. He did the same. Then he pulled back and cleared his throat. It was again just like it had been all those years ago. I tried to stop myself from asking, but I couldn’t. “If you’re going to become Alpha King soon, have you found a Luna?” His cheeks reddened. He looked down at his feet. “No,” he said, voice husky. “I haven’t.”

The morning was cold and quiet. Thin sunlight spread across the trees as Lyra stepped outside with a small bundle of herbs. Her fingers felt stiff from the cold, but her mind was restless. She could not shake the voice of the man she had met in the forest. Luna. He had called her Luna. That word was not supposed to follow her here. It was a name tied to a past she had left behind. She looked back at the cabin. Inside, Isla was still asleep. Her little chest rose and fell with soft breaths, the blanket tucked under her chin. Lyra wished she could keep her like that forever, safe and untouched by the world beyond these woods.

I commanded quietly. They all bowed deeply to me, and then turned to bow to the Luna. They quickly and quietly exited the room, pulling the heavy oak door completely shut behind them. We were finally alone again. I took a slow step toward her, unsure if she was going to yell at me again or run away. But she did not move. She just looked down at her hands. "Soren," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. She slowly lifted her head to look at me, and I saw deep regret shining in her eyes.

"You have a very beautiful face. Why should it be hidden from the audience and the judges?" Luna was stunned, her fingers freezing on top of the mask. A surge of pain and dark memories of New York, about Richard who insulted her as a cheap woman, and Ethan who threw her back out of guilt, suddenly spun violently in her head. It was impossible for her to tell all those disgusting and traumatic secrets to the pure-hearted Rubby.

Diana stared at me for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Still standing?” she repeated, looking me up and down. “Hazel, look at you! You’re barely holding yourself together. You’re standing here pretending to be strong when everyone knows you’re nothing but a broken woman. You don’t have your child, you don’t have Rowan, and you certainly don’t have the power to stop me.” She paused and moved even closer. “And let me tell you something. I didn’t become Luna so I could share my position with someone like you. I worked too hard to get here, and I won’t allow a pathetic little woman like you to stand in my way.”

For four years by Kallum's side, everyone saw me as just the former Alpha's daughter. The pack's chief geneticist. No one knew the truth. I was his fated mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. When my father died in battle, I gave Kallum the Alpha ring. I handed him absolute power and stepped back into the shadows of the lab. At night, against the floor-to-ceiling glass, his hands bruised my waist. He sank his fangs into the crook of my neck, claiming my mark over and over again. Come morning, he straightened his tie. All I got was cold, emotionless orders. Because his heart belonged to an outsider wolf. Scarlett. He knew her favorite champagne by heart. The night she separated from her h