The Werewolf King's Warrior Luna Novels & Stories

"I’m curious, how was he in his previous relationships?” "Different," Leah responded, though she seemed slightly uncomfortable now. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but... the Lycan King used to have several concubines. It's not uncommon for unmated Lycans of his status. But out of all of them, he only truly cherished one." My stomach clenched. "Where is that one now?" Leah's expression became sad. "She's dead, Luna." The word hit me like a physical blow. "Dead? What... what killed her?"

"These wolves, the king and his queen, are marked by a distinct trait. A trait that once seen, there can be no doubt as to who they are. The male wolf would have a gold coated fur while the female's coat would be silver." Oh shit. "Once they complete the mating ritual, the barrier on their powers will vanish and they will come to their full strength. My take, this mate that she is talking about, is just her substitute mate. You are her true mate." "No. Wait… what are you talking about? What wolf king and queen, I am not a wolf king or anything like that. Where did you even hear this?" I ask her as I get up to pace around the room. "Your father told me. On the day you first shifted and we saw

"I begged to disagree, Father. You know his reputation. We all know that since his mate died, he has become a cold-blooded lunatic. He's dangerous and I don't want to be with him!" We all looked at her, didn't she just overreact? Wouldn't it be better if she got closer to the king so that this pack would be even stronger? She's not taking advantage of everyone. I guess she just took advantage of me just to bully me. "Calm down, Stella. The King needs someone to bear his child, the next king of Lycans. If you'll be chosen to be the breeder, this pack will be stronger," that's what I'm telling.

I thought about it and carefully searched for the right industry for Essel. Soon, it was late at night. I washed up and went to bed. It was quiet and peaceful outside the window. I soon fell into a deep sleep. Vaguely, I felt as if I had a dream, but a dream so real that I wondered if it was a vision. In the darkness, a gasp sounded. The screams of the woman beneath me kept stirring my most primal instincts. I seemed drunk. My wolf kept telling me that she was my Luna, my destined lover. That's why I didn't hesitate to get closer to her.

Grey Park shook his head, “She is their only chance to rise into power… she will unite them…and they could go into war against us. They may lose in number but November James is a noble-blooded wolf… she will only get stronger as time passes by…and she will reach her strongest point once she had marked her mate, her King…she will be complete.” Her King. If she marks Leo then Leonidas will become King. He will become Luna Puer Pack’s Alpha male. “The Luna Puer wolves are killers; they only know one thing and that is to kill,” Sebastian muttered. “They are vicious killer machines… each one of them…our wolves had lived in peace for decades without them around us…unlike the Luna Puer Wolves… they

The word 'Luna' struck a chord within me, but I kept quiet, deciding to ask about it later. "Then there's the Beta, the Alpha's right hand, and the warriors who protect the territory." "We werewolves belong to different packs, each with its own Alpha, Luna, Beta, and ranks." "But they all serve under us." "Under you?" I asked, puzzled. "Yes, under us because the King is Dylan," Bell said, smiling at me. I turned to look at Dylan, shocked. He was the freaking King? "Yes, I am," Dylan confirmed. I scoffed, giving him an appraising look. "Who made you the King?" I asked, crossing my arms over the pillow.

We were fated mates, destined by the Moon Goddess herself. But fate had been cruel. Ivan had never officially bestowed upon me the title ‘Luna,’ despite my years by his side. Without a wolf of my own, I was seen as weak, an embarrassment to the pack. Even now, I was nothing more than a hollow shell in their eyes, a Luna without a wolf, a fated mate without power. And now, everything was being stripped from me entirely. ‘I never imagined that my bloodwritten plea for one more meeting wouldn’t sway Ivan,’ I thought bitterly. The desperation in that plea, the hope that it might change his mind, was all in vain.

he growls, slamming his hands on the table, close to the passed-out or dead Darian. “If anyone has a problem with the woman I chose. Deal with it. Leona will be my luna, and if you are not happy, many packs are happy to take you in,” he growls, then pushes off before walking towards me. My eyes follow him until he pulls back my chair. “Let’s go,” he says, pulling me out of the chair. My eyes drift around the table before getting up and following Archie. “Alpha Archie,” I whisper, but he doesn’t let go of my arm; he practically drags me out of the room.

This meant War. The Lycan king ruled over the Werewolves and Lycan species and every Werewolf and Lycan creature answered to him. Lycans were the strongest supernaturals to exist and Werewolves revered them. It was rare to see a Lycan and there were not up to a thousand of them in the universe, it was difficult for the species to reproduce and also difficult for them to be killed, Lycans were a hundred times stronger than werewolves, faster, their sense of smell was better and their wolf form was bigger than Werewolves. The gap between Lycans and Werewolves was already huge and the Lycan king was untouchable. I had heard stories about all the wars he had won and how it was because of him tha

The werewolf king killed anyone who dared to utter such claims. "Did you hear something, Luna?" Both Luna Mira and I leaned closer, eager for information. I never liked that king; no one did. He was crude and often brought women to his castle as gifts for his friends and allies. He was a lustful man who was neither a good nor a fair leader. "Well, today is—"