Novel & Cerita The Tomboy Luna

I mind-linked for our warriors to follow them and return when they find their camp. I turn to see Thomas shift back into human form. He is covered in blood, but his wounds are already healing. He turns to Willow and picks her up off the floor. She is still unconscious, and her wounds are not healing. She has an open wound to her stomach and a large cut across her forehead along with many scratches on her arms and down her legs. Luna Eve rushes to her daughter and inspects her wounds. “Quick Thomas, carry her to the car. I’ll make sure the medical team are ready!” Leo gets in the driver’s seat and once Willow is safely placed across the black leather seats, the car speeds off.

Ethan said to the bulky man standing in front of us. “Yeah, it's been a long time, I have been busy lately that's why I wasn’t able to come and visit you, and who is these beautiful ladies with you?” a bulky man or Robbin asks while shaking hands with Ethan. “Oh, this is my sister Ella and my friend Roxy, the one who I talked about with you,” Ethan introduced us with the name I have chosen to go within the underworld. “Oh, the girl, who wants to join the street fighting?” Robbin asks.

I was thrilled, not only would my Papa have the help and dedication of a true professional nurse, but my mate would be close and inside our pack and my life. Sending a group of my most trusted warriors on a cruise to keep an eye on their future Luna was a bit more uncomfortable for me, so I packed a bag and went with them. Bringing Tommy with me, may be a mistake, but I have to trust him sometime and he can’t do to much harm. I was watching as they all went out into the crowd and then I spotted her with her friends as they all picked up their fruity drinks and Tommy stood right behind her.

“What’s your name?” He blinks at me like I’ve spoken another language. “T‑Tomas,” he says hoarsely. “Luna.” The title hits me like a slap and a balm at once. Fake Luna. Decorative prisoner. Prop. I squeeze his elbow gently. “Tomas,” I say, loud enough for the hall to hear. “You’re not wrong for wanting your kids fed.” A few gasps. I straighten, putting myself physically between him and Garron, between him and Malric’s cutting gaze.

Addie could see Jess among the crowd, twisting her towel in her hand and looking like she was going to cry. The Luna came out of the house holding a whip in her hand. The Luna was a pretty woman, about thirty, with short black hair cut into a trendy pixie cut. She obviously trained with the warriors. She was muscular and looked like she could take on any male warrior and win. Addie knew this was going to be bad. The warrior pulled her up on the makeshift stage and tried to pull Addie’s hands above her head. It was somewhat amusing as she was just as tall as the warrior but his arms were stubby. “Do you need a stool to stand on?” she asked, amused.

Because Luna was upstairs. Luna, who had just turned ten and somehow existed in that impossible in-between place between child and young woman already, all long limbs and sharp intelligence and wild dark curls she hated brushing in the mornings. Luna, who still slept in purple pyjamas with tiny moons printed on them, because she was enough of a child to love matching sleep sets, and old enough to roll her eyes when Nala tucked her in too carefully. Luna, who loved astronomy and graphic novels and terrible reality baking shows. Luna, whose laugh could still make sunlight out of the worst day imaginable. Luna, whose eyes were not Nala’s.

When Liam heard her name, he thought Luna Diana will be a woman atleast in her late 20s to early 30s but the girl was very young and radiant. ‘She is so pretty’ Liam thought. He felt something different when she looked at him. He smiled at her and greeted her. “Are you Kate’s friend? She asked me to receive you” Liam gulped down his saliva when he felt the different kind of sensation in his body. The girl was feeling the same hence she took her time before replying, “Yeah, I am Luna Diana from Turquoise pack. I am from Canada” “Nice to meet you” Liam replied.

Prince Kaine might respect me now, but that wouldn’t last, not once the bond became public. Besides, he’s not the type to choose someone like me. His Luna would be someone polished, graceful. Bianca. Not the tomboy guard with a sharp tongue and calloused hands. He deserves someone who can stand beside him in front of the court, not someone who only knows how to fight.

He sighed deeply, like a man finally letting go of a heavy burden. "Ella… Amanda refused to be my second mate. So now… I have no choice but to name her my Luna." My heart stopped. But before I could say a word, he rushed to explain. "Ella, you know… Luna is just a title. In my eyes, there's no difference between you two. You're both my mates. I just want you to let her have the title because she's young and doesn't understand the traditions of our pack. But you—you're the one I truly rely on. You're understanding, wise, considerate… everything she's not. I promise, she'll only hold the title, but the real Luna—the one who leads beside me—is you.

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?!”