Novel & Cerita The Wolfless Luna's Dragon Heart

"The Fox is sniffing at the burrow. But there is a bigger predator in this house. A wolf in a silk tie who thinks he can steal the mountain's gold." I sat on a tiny velvet chair that groaned under my weight. I turned to Luna first. She was the heart of this team, but she was also the most protective. To get her on board, I needed to show her the shadows. "Luna, my little bird," I said, reaching out to take her small hand. "Have you seen how your Mommy’s eyes are like the winter sky lately? No sun? No stars? Just... grey?" Luna’s bottom lip trembled. She clutched a plush bunny to her chest. "Because of the Bad Man Alaric? The one who makes her sign the scary papers?"

**Luna's Story** Aria nestled comfortably into the soft, mossy floor of the cozy den, a sanctuary alive with the rich, earthy scents of pine and damp earth. Sunlight trickled through the gaps in the leaves above, casting gentle patterns on the ground as she watched Luna, a striking silver wolf with piercing cerulean eyes, curl up beside her. Their bond had deepened over the months they had spent together in the heart of the forest, and Aria felt an overwhelming sense of calm and belonging wash over her every time they were in each other’s company. The warmth radiating from Luna's soft, silvery fur was like a comforting embrace, enveloping her in a safety that felt as cozy as a warm blanket o

This outsider has no place here. My heart sank at her words. Some people didn't want to accept me after all. When I was about to go, I came across the female wolf. When I saw her closely, she was even more beautiful, but the mean look in her eyes was clear. “So you're the new Luna,” she said, her voice full of venom. “I'm Lyra. I hope you realize what you've walked into here.” Before I could respond, Lyra leaned in close, her voice dropping to a hiss. “You don't deserve to be Luna. You're nothing but a cast-off from another pack. Xander deserves better.”

she says, as if that makes any sense. “I can’t be a Luna of anything if Devon is murdered out there!” I scream. She shakes her head. “He will be protected from harm. The future lies with you, Emma.” “What’s a Mystic Luna? I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do. I don’t even have a wolf.” She smiles again. “Your wolf will come to you when the time is right.” “When will that be?” I ask. “Why can’t I help Devon now? It seems like as good a time as any.”

My mother had made her choice ten years ago when she traded her defective daughter for the shiny new life of being a Luna to one of the most powerful packs on the continent. She had picked her side, focusing on her new family and those golden twin heirs, while I became the wolfless ghost haunting her perfect new legacy. I had left that part of my life for a reason. I didn't want to think about that house, those woods, or the way the air tasted like magic and rejection. The phone buzzed again, relentless and demanding, causing anger to flare in my chest again. There was nothing she would need me for. She should wait for her monthly scheduled calls.

Sara's POV "I, Richardson Dawson, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, reject you, Sara Tierra , as my mate and Luna of this pack," I heard Richardson 's voice reach my ear, and a single tear ran down my left cheek as it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

'I have been attracted to you since the first day I set eyes on you and that is the reason I decided to stand by you and help build a formidable Pack such as the Conqueror Pack', she pointed out. 'Pamela I told you before and I am telling you again that my heart is not for any woman. I can't love you and I don't want to!' I told her. I have learnt not to toil with people's feelings. 'I am ready to be with you until you learn to open up your heart to me and love me', she said. 'Without being conceited, I am the strongest female in the pack and the most suited to be your Luna!' she said, smiling and coming to sit on my laps. 'The pack comes first. We make a great formidable pair. We can think

Tonight, that same moon watched a woman surrounded by her family, her friends, and a united world. Kael slipped his hand into hers. Their children leaned against them. The packs laughed together beneath the moonlight. Aria closed her eyes for a brief moment. Not to remember the pain, but to be grateful for the journey. When she opened them again, she smiled at the world she had helped build. A world where no child would ever again believe they were worthless because of the wolf they carried, or the wolf, they did not. And that was how the wolfless girl became the greatest Luna the world had ever known. THE END

He pulls out the chair across from me and sits, unhurried, like he has nowhere else in the world he'd rather be right now. Up close, in better light, he looks younger than I expected for someone who commands this much fear. Not much older than Damian. But there's something in his eyes that Damian never had — something still, cold and absolutely frightening. He looked like he's already three steps ahead of whatever I'm about to say. "Let's start again," he says. "Luna Vance." "Yes, your majesty." "No pack mark. No mate mark. No wolf." He says it slowly, like he's turning each fact over in his hand, checking it for a flaw.

She walked up the steps of the dais and slid her arm through Lucas’s, then she leaned her head on his shoulder, smirking down at me. "Oh, Aria. Poor, naive, Aria. Don't be pathetic. Look at you." She gestured vaguely at my homemade dress, my scuffed shoes and my messy hair. "You’re eighteen today, and where is your wolf? You can’t shift. You can’t smell magic. You can’t even defend yourself. You aren't a Luna. You’re a defect." She then looked up at Lucas, batting her eyelashes. "A powerful Alpha like Lucas needs a real wolf to breed strong heirs. Not a charity case my father took in out of pity."