Their Warrior Luna Wattpad Novels & Stories

An alliance strengthened with a neighboring pack. He was in his element, commanding and charismatic. This was the Damien I'd fallen for five years ago. The one who made you believe he could protect you from anything. The one who'd wrapped me in silver chains and thrown me off a cliff. "Luna Sera," Patricia Lowell called from a nearby table. "Is it true you've been training with the warriors?" Conversations quieted, waiting for my answer. "It is," I said clearly. "I believe a Luna should be able to protect herself and her pack, not just rely on others for protection."

the Beta barked out, not breaking contact with his Luna nor stopping whatever he was doing to her arching body on the throne. The warrior trembled with fear. He was already carrying bad news and now this. “T- The g- girl is uh uh uh a- alive, Sir,” he stammered and only when the Luna pushed away the horny wolf away from her by her foot, did she stand up and walk slowly towards the sweating warrior. “Which girl ?” the Luna of the rogues asked while squinting her eyes. “The Alpha’s lover, Luna whom we pushed in the waterfall in the forest.”

My dad reassured me speaking so softly as Hadwin moves from the front of the bed to sit beside me, whilst our father remained on his feet. “I know I’m now Luna of The Dark Warrior Pack and it’s a place you hate more than anything but p-please don’t hate me, I’m so sorry for what’s happened.” I cry looking mainly at my father who sighed as Hadwin took my hand allowing me to look over at him.

I was just fifteen my wolf still a restless, half formed shadow. I was running towards the stone fountain, my heart hammering against my ribs because I had heard the scream. “Mum… mummm!” I screamed as I kept running at my best pace. I kept hearing the gurgling, desperate sound of someone losing their fight for air. I burst through the Willow branches and froze. My mother Miranda,the rightful Luna, the woman who had birthed me, was pinned face down in the freezing water of the fountain. Her fingers clawed weakly at the stone lip, her silver hair floating like dead weeds.

The new she wolf then raised her knee catching Racheal right under the chin throwing her backwards onto her back. The match didn’t even last two minutes before it was over, and the young warriors began to chant, “Luna!” Pride began to fill me that they had also chosen her as their Luna too, but there was still the fact that I didn’t know if she belonged to another. Our eyes then met and I could tell that she was looking at me for the approval to stop.

Her piercing gaze lingered pointedly on Zachary Wilson, who, as an outsider from the Hawthorne pack, looked especially mortified by his unwarranted intrusion. "Elder Luna, I was wrong," Zac apologized, his earlier fury completely extinguished, replaced by deep shame and regret. Everyone bowed their heads in silence. Katherine was too ashamed to even look up, but her silent, trembling tears did not escape William's notice. His fists clenched tighter, his hatred for me deepening into a festering wound. In the end, Katherine was punished with a month's deduction from her pack stipend, and I was ordered to copy the Ancient Prayer Scrolls ten times—ostensibly to temper my volatile spirit.

I remind them walking slowly toward both wolves. Stepping back cautiously both men looked at one another. “We did what we felt was right to protect our Luna,” they say. “What did he say?” I ask them quietly. “That she ran away from you; she does not want to be our Luna,” one warrior stated. The other nodded and look at Tim with disgust. This was not the first time Tim had said this. What the hell was his deal?

The moon light shone clearly forehead as I looked up to it. *Help me mother. Luna derascio jermana hetero jui.* My wolf said silently and my eyes widened at my glowing fur. Blue fire blazed through it making all the wolves to stare at me in awe. Even I was surprised. The pendant on my neck shone and connected to the moon. I stared surprised and tried to convince myself that this was all from me. * I am Luna. The first warrior to the moon goddess. We, Adriana are the Liberation. We are The Light and we are headed to clear the darkness from the supernatural world that the moon goddess watches over.*

She hummed, ‘I may have misled him a bit. ‘A bit?’ I questioned. “I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!!!” Did this f*cker just yell at me?! “I’d hold your f*cking tongue if I were you! The warrior you think you caught, she’s my mate, my girl, and more than a f*cking warrior. She is Luna Natalie Carter, of the Midnight pack.” I roared.

"You shouldn't be here, Luna." Rhea immediately shook her head. "But…” “We are happy that you came to see us in person, though,” another warrior said, a smile on his face. Then he added, “Even though we would have been okay just knowing you thought about us, Luna.” ‘Luna…’ the word replayed in her mind. How was she a Luna? She didn't deserve such a title. She still doesn’t believe Aloha Danta is her mate. “Thank you for visiting us, Luna,” an older warrior said, his deep voice carrying throughout the word, and everyone else nodded.