The Sleeping Luna Novels & Stories

Not even the Rogue King and everything he stood for. Luna Lia stirred in her sleep and muttered a few incoherent word under her breath, causing the Alpha to break out of his train of thoughts. He turned on his side and pulled her slim frail figure into his large arms and sigh in contention. The Luna who seemed to be troubled in her sleep began to relax under his touch and soon enough, little snores began to erupt from her lips that was slightly agape. A little ray of moon light had escaped through the forest green curtain hanging over the window and giving extra light to the semi dark room.

Back at the packhouse Immediately Dave stepped foot out of the house , Melina who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between Dave and Ariya connived with a maid to send Ariya out of the room so she could carry out her evil plans ,Melina know the consequences of being caught trying to harm a harmless creature so inorder to avoid being tagged the culprit she decided to use a bait to save herself from the wrath of Dave's anger if any need arises , she kept thinking on what to do and who will help her to carry out her evil assignment,while she was still deep in thought a maid came walking by ,as soon as she got a glimpse of the maid she beckons on her to come up to her ,without any form

She would be the perfect Luna for the White Claw pack, and probably far more than what I deserved in a mate. I was pulled from my trail of thought by the faint sound of her whimpering. Her petite form began to toss and turn beneath my arm. I used my free hand to gently stroke her cheek as I repeatedly cooed a reassuring "shhhh". Maybe she was having a nightmare. I wondered what could be plaguing her dreams. Once I was sure she was in a deep sleep I lifted myself ever so slightly from the pillows, in order to allow myself to take a deep intake through my nose. I was taking note of all the scents around me, and assuring we were alone in the estate.

Luna was shocked when she felt a hand touching her waist. In the evening at 00:57. She felt an unusual touch. Usually, John's big arms fall on her slender waist, but this time they were lighter than John's. There was a subtle snoring that John didn't normally do during sleep. Although still sleepy, out of curiosity, Luna immediately moved away from the hand that touched her waist. She was somewhat surprised because the hand was not only light but also had a small wrist like hers.

The stinging on her ass still sent delicious shivers down her spine as she let the cold water trickle down her body, it lingered on the skin there and caused her to shudder even more. Luna cursed under her breath turning off the shower and emerged. She clad herself in her sleep attire which was a silk short and an equally frail shirt. "Let's see if this devilishly handsome son of a bachelor will evade my mind long enough for sleep to envelope me" Luna spoke to herself plopping on the bed while closing her eyes. The brightness of the light lulled her softly. Luna hated sleeping with the lights off. Few minutes later, a loud hiss echoed and it came from no other rather than Luna herself. Yes,

"Thank you, Luna. Thank you for bringing my life to a close." Her lower lip curled up in a delicate smile. "You're really welcome." Wills Waltson was taken aback: "Girl, you haven't slept?" "I'm sleeping; touch me, and I'll wake up." Wills Watson said apologetically: "I'm in the wrong, hurry up and sleep, I won't touch you anymore." Luna opened her tired eyes and gave him a white eye: "Who wants you to stop touching me?" She held his hand with a faint smile and closed her eyes, saying, "I'm asleep."

asked Yura looking curious. Aron looked at Jessy asking for his approval to tell his mother about the incident earlier. The girl nodded, she thought if the woman knew maybe she could solve the mystery that was happening now. In a few minutes, Aron told Yura about what happened during the full moon. Yura wasn't surprised at all. His guess was not wrong in the slightest. "Welcome princess Jessy to the world of wolves." Yura smiled, hearing her mother call Jessy a princess made Aron and Jessy even more confused. What Yura said again invited questions from the two of them.

She gives me a look which completely understands where my mind went. Luna Eve is plating up the table and all 6 of us are sitting down eating a massive breakfast of pancakes, sausages, bacon, scrambled eggs, grilled tomatoes and toast. Eve sure knew how to make breakfast! I sit next to Willow and place my hand on her thigh to check she is ok. She looks up at me and smiles slightly. I take in her beautiful hazel eyes that have slight gold flakes to them. That’s odd, I’ve never noticed the gold before. She still looks a bit queasy and I’m hoping the food will bring her colour back to her face. We are almost all finished when Beta Thomas walks in for a morning report. He looks at Willow, who te

But this is no easy sleeper. “She loved long ago in a tall beautiful castle, made of ash. She was an only child to the Luna and Alpha, their prized possession.” My voice cracks with emotion as I continue my story, “it was the night of her eleventh birthday, the day filling with laughter and joy as the princess couldn’t be any happier. Luna and Alpha decorated the entire castle for her, with glitter and ribbons. Everything a little girl could dream of she had. A cake that was made to touch the sky, decorated beautifully with pink flowers and a princess that looked just like her sitting on top. Every little wish she had granted. But what no body could expect was a surprise visitor..” my voice

Luna, with a tender touch, cradled Mira in her arms, offering the soothing balm of love as she walked around the room. As Mira gradually succumbed to the lullaby, Luna and Alpha Burst found themselves in the embrace of wakefulness. The moonlit glow cast shadows on their faces, revealing the weariness that lingered in their eyes. Instead of retreating into the realms of sleep, they chose to engage in a conversation that would lay bare the complexities woven into the tapestry of their lives.