The Sleeping Luna Novels & Stories

Especially since this happened after Lorelei and I had a big fight last night about Lorelei's suspicions of me having another woman—which actually never exist. But today there is other woman. And that other woman is just a snot-nosed girl whose beauty can't even be compared to Lorelei. Her brown hair was cut short, her body was nice but her style of dress was very simple, and her movements were awkward and there was no grace at all. A girl like her would run away if I took her to an official company party or a secret werewolf party that was just as luxurious. She couldn't be Luna, and I'd better give up on my desire, as well as my silly destiny, and stay away from that girl.

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

Just as I’m about to say something, argue that I wasn’t that good of a girl, Laura comes back into the room, this time with a line of crew members and cameras behind her. She grins at us once we’re looking back at her, clapping her hands. “Alright guys, who’s ready to film Luna’s choice?!”

"Hold on. You sound like you still aren't ready." I ignored the remark and motioned for us to head into her office. Twenty minutes later, she confirmed that I was indeed not pregnant, then began analysing the real reason I was here. "People can be restless in sleep too, Luna," she said gently. "Aria's hibernating. The fact that you feel her move doesn't mean she's awake." "I thought of shifting." "What? You remember what happened the last time you tried, don't you? Please, be patient for the full moon, alright?"

That video, somehow, had messed up her mind. "I just need to close my eyes," Luna murmured, trying to strengthen herself. "Everything will be fine. You can't keep going on like this, Luna." As the night grew later, her body grew tired. With weak steps, she went to the bed and lay down. Within moments, her eyes began to close, surrendering herself to the world of dreams. However, between waking and sleeping, her ears caught the faint sound of footsteps. The footsteps came closer, closer still. Accompanied by a warm breath slowly brushing across her face, Luna's body began to feel something unusual.

"Just for tonight." Luna looked at her. "Why?" she asked. Margaret smiled. Just a little. "Because everyone needs somewhere to sleep," she said.Luna didn't answer. She just nodded. That night, Luna lay in a small bed in a small room.The sheets were clean. The pillow was soft.She stared at the ceiling. She thought about Marcus.She thought about Mrs. Harlow. Live... don't let them win. She closed her eyes. "I'm trying," she whispered. "I'm trying."

Lyra straightened as a small figure appeared at the edge of the light from the kitchen. Luna Hale stopped halfway between shadow and brightness, bare toes curling into the rug, one fist rubbing at her eye. Her pajamas were a riot of cartoon wolves in lab coats. Dark curls stuck out in every direction, a defiant halo of sleep and stubbornness. Her eyes—grey with tiny shards of silver like flecks of moonlight—blinked at Lyra. “You’re supposed to be in bed,” Lyra said. Luna walked forward anyway. “You’re supposed to be not gone,” she replied seriously.

Luna finding it hard to sleep even with been stashed between two still bodies. It was the same feeling from last night. Finally deciding that she couldn't sleep, she zip up the tent then made her way out. She stood still for a while, scanning the dark surroundings, the only source of light was the moon hanging over the trees. Her breath got caught in her throat when a cold hand grabbed on her shoulders.

“Well, I’ll be. I never thought I would meet another blessed wolf.” The girl was so calm, but I could feel her excitement. I took a step forward towards the girl and stuck out my hand. “Hi there. My name is Rose Thompson; I am the Luna of the Black Moon pack and a blessed wolf.” “Nice to meet you, Luna Rose. My name is Nisha of Lunar Lake, and a blessed wolf. What brings you up here? You are a long way from home.” Nisha grasped my hand eagerly and gave it a shake.

When she reached the entrance three she-wolves stood blocking it their arms crossed across their chests, looks of pure disgust played on their faces. "Excuse me." Danica tried thinking nothing of it and just wanting to go wash up and lay down, however the women didn't move. "Are you Danica?" One with striking grey eyes and long brown hair asked. She seemed to be the leader of the three. "I am." Danica didn't know why it mattered, but she also didn't want to be rude. "Can I get by now please?" "How can you possibly be our future Luna?" The she-wolf asked continuing to stand her ground.