The Silent Luna Novels & Stories

I didn’t know why I was protecting his secrets, especially with how much he was clearly disgusted by me. “Grab my dagger and get into position, pet,” Luna Lannie whispered in my ear, using her aura to give me the push I needed to move again. “I’ll be down in a few hours. Get some rest while you can, you’re going to need it for tomorrow.” Silent tears were my only companion as I cried myself to sleep in her secret chamber.

The insult lands like a physical blow. Liam stands. Voice dropping to dangerous levels. "Careful, Alpha Kiera. You're provoking the wrong Luna." "Am I? Or am I exposing a weakness?" She doesn't look at him. Keeps her eyes locked on mine. "The Dormant Luna. Bonded with lunar stone. Destroyer of facilities. Leader of hybrids. But can she actually fight? Or is she just golden energy and pretty eyes?" I feel the room shift. Every Alpha watching. Waiting. Judging.

But for a moment, with their hands aligned like this, separated only by a sheet of reflective glass, it felt like touching. Luna's eyes were hazel. He'd noted that in the dossier. But the dossier hadn't mentioned the gold flecks that caught the light. Hadn't mentioned the way they looked now, dull and distant, like stars that had burned out. She tilted her head slightly. Her lips parted. And then, so quietly he almost missed it, her throat moved. Like she was trying to speak. Trying to push sound through vocal cords that no longer worked. No sound came out.

At my coming-of-age ceremony, I was supposed to accept the Chosen Mate Mark from my childhood sweetheart, the pack healer, Rowan. We were supposed to be bonded for life. But then Caleb, our Alpha, stepped in. In front of everyone, he pulled me into his arms—an irresistible force, a suffocating tenderness. He claimed it was a Fated Mate bond, that his wolf had lost control. He forcibly marked me. After crying all night, I had no choice but to accept it. I became the pack’s Luna. Everyone thought Caleb and his wolf were possessive. Insane for me. Then, two years into our bond, I finally got pregnant with his pup. That’s when he cupped my face, his eyes red-rimmed and gentle. He forced me onto

Luckily I knew that she would be his very last choice and her catty behavior would come back to bite her again - pun intended. "What? You holding out hope for an alpha or a king maybe? No chance little pup. Lunas are regal and graceful and peaceful, not violence and mostly mute. You should really re assess your options," she said before returning inside. I was just heading back inside when Derek found me again. With a smile he asked for another dance and I agreed, though a million thoughts were running through my mind. This dance was much faster and I was doubly glad that my mom had insisted I learned all the dances - even when the boys didn't have to.

The sound caused Danica's heart to clench painfully as she continued to listen. Closing her eyes she tried to calm her mind and her heart, this too was something she needed to become accustomed to if she ever wanted to be a suitable Luna. She couldn't continue to shy away and avoid hard situations anymore. Opening her eyes once more she fixed her gaze on the hallway ahead, this too would pass and until it did she would be the strength that Mason and his pack needed.

Luna remained on Lucas's back, hugging his neck, while Lucas had his arms around Luna's bent knees. Luna lifted her head, looking at the now darkening sky. "Babe," Luna spoke again, concerned by Lucas's prolonged silence. She tilted her head slightly to see Lucas's face, which was focused straight ahead. "Are you okay?" Luna asked, receiving only a sigh from Lucas. "Why have you been silent all this time? If that's the case, I can get down," Luna said, preparing to release her legs from around Lucas's waist. However, Lucas tightened his grip, causing Luna to wrap her arms back around his neck.

I muttered. “Honey, did you see that horrible child? Dale was picking on poor Sila again. I wish I could trip him, lace his clothes with itching powder, or give him explosive diarrhoea and send him on an eight-hour patrol,” Luna Lea said, laughter dancing in her voice. “Love, while I appreciate your very creative revenge plans, I think Sila handled it perfectly well,” Alpha Cameron replied. A moment later I heard the unmistakable soft smack of a kiss.

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.

"An Alpha needs a Luna with a roar, not a girl who can’t even find her own wolf." I bit my lip. It was true—at nineteen, my wolf was still silent. I felt her presence like a dull ache in my bones, but she never spoke. I was the "Silent Omega," the pack’s pity project. But Killian... he didn't care about ranks. Or so I thought. "Silence!" The Alpha’s voice boomed. Killian stepped onto the stone dais. In the moonlight, he looked like a god carved from granite. His dark eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on me.