The Wolfless Luna's Dragon Heart Novels & Stories

Goddess, I hope I was wrong. “...me and my wolf.” She added in a low voice, and I grabbed her hands resting on my chest, holding them tightly. I refrained from growling or saying anything, waiting for her to continue. “That if I have my wolf, you can claim me as your Luna, and you can remain as the Alpha of this pack.” My eyes snapped open as tears pooled in them. “No… No…” I mumbled. “Please tell me they didn’t do anything to harm you and your wolf…”

“Every inch, every heartbeat. Mine. Only mine.” The room was filled with the sounds of their unity—the ragged breaths, whispered names, gasps and moans, the sharp press of teeth and clawed nails, but this time without the chaos of fear or desperation. It was dominance and surrender, fire and water, wolf and Luna, all in harmony.

I said to them with an unpleasant feeling, “I just wanted to know the reason why I was here, why that those, uhm… werewolves attacked me, I mean… Why me?” Doctor Anne took her time to finally gave me the answer, “Because your new heart belongs to Hyacinth, miss Hunt.” I was stunned by her honest and no bullsh*t replied, “So… my new heart was…” “Yes, the new heart was belong to the powerful Luna in the world, the mystic blood heart that being transplanted into a human.” Said doctor Anne. Although she was the one who perform the surgery, I can see the bitterness that came from her words.

The moon at its fullness readily shone on mountain Gaza. The whooshing whispers of the wind tore into every part of it. The mountain was readily situated at the center of five wolf kingdoms ; Azra, Ezra, Nitra , Yarna and Baduk. For every other night, it would have a lovely sight to behold the parts of the five kingdoms from the peak . But tonight, the case was totally different. The tension was high and uncertainty was the mood . Duncan , the alpha king of the most powerful kingdom, Azra, had begun a quest that was long buried. A quest to bring every other kingdom under his rule.

But inside, my wolf snapped her teeth, restless and furious. This was my territory. My crown. My victory. And if Rael thought she could come back from the dead and take it from me... She was gravely mistaken. I tilted my head, stroking my belly once more. "You won't take him. You won't take this," I murmured under my breath, venom lacing every word. "Not the pack. Not the child. Not the man." Let them whisper Luna all they liked. Let her wear her scars like armor.

That was the truth. Especially the boy, he was like the mini version of me. I could not deny that. I was still studying her when someone stood in front of me. She placed her hands on her waist as she glared at me. "We need to talk" Stella demanded. I looked at her. "What do you want?". I asked. After what she did to Axl, I didn't have a great opinion of her anymore. Stella....I had already come to terms with the fact that I was going to make her my Luna and rule the pack with her. She had a strong wolf and she would be able to help me defend the pack.

The day had finally come, the day when all eighteen-year-olds and those soon to be eighteen would turn to wolves for the first time. Dracah and Luna gave in to their undeniable desire for each other and weren’t ready for the full moon yet because they both feared that they may not end up together. Luna kept her thoughts from Dracah while Dracah hid his doubts under several layers of hope that they would indeed be together.

The cold silence that filled the whole place after Luna Jenna ordered that elora’s biggest and favorite wolf should be executed was solely because Elora had done something no one expected she was capable of. She ripped out the hearts of the men who flogged her mercilessly and viciously ripped off the head of the man who was to behead her wolf. Luna Jenna was shaking all over as the blood of the man who was to behead Greskin was all over her and that was because that man was standing in front of her, but when Elora heard that Greskin was to be beheaded, suddenly rage and desperation filled her.

Luna declared, her eyes ablaze with determination. The wolves, their fur aglow in the moonlight, nodded in solemn agreement. Luna, known for her fierce protectiveness over Nampa, had an extra layer of determination this time. The impending battle against the sinister group was not just a matter of survival for the pack—it was a fight for Mira, Luna's daughter, and the future of Nampa. As Luna led the group into the depths of the territory, a predatory aura enveloped her. The moon, witness to the unfolding mission, illuminated a heartless and ruthless alpha, prepared to do whatever it took to safeguard her pack.

Its light flickered wildly, as though it were seized by some syndrome of the turmoil around. "Luna, do something!" Alec yelled, slashing his claws at a shadow wolf. “I’m trying!” she yelled back, concentrating on the relic. But no matter how intently she concentrated, the relic would not respond. “Luna!” Selene’s voice rang out, filled with panic. Luna turned just in time to see a large shadow wolf leaping toward her, its mouth wide open. Luna dove to the ground as the shadow wolf's jaws closed around her arm. It hit the earth with a thud, turning its glowing, soulless eyes toward her. Her heart raced, but there was no time to think.