This Luna Threw Away Her Collar Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Luna. I will never forget your kindness. I will remember you for the rest of my life." Vione said nothing more. She just looked at Garth and signaled him to take Lily away. The anger, hatred and emotional turmoil she had experienced all day had left her feeling completely exhausted. She longed for just a moment to catch her breath, even though she knew she wouldn't get it now. "Luna." Just as Garth and Lily were about to leave the tent, Cora rushed in with hurried steps. Her face showed panic, which made Vione sure that something bad had happened again.

Luna added softly, “Her collar was even set to activate automatically with a single brush of a finger. I may have mistakenly brushed the collar.” Luna’s giggles rang out in the meeting room and my fury rose. I wanted nothing more than to rip her apart but I knew she was Darius’s mate and I couldn't hurt her. I took a step forward. “Leave. Now.” She smiled sadly. “I’m only worried and it was an honest mistake. See, I even tried to help her and ended up scratching the side of her face a bit with my claws… or wait… I think that was when I bitchslapped her.”

I knew it was a promise that she was going to make my life miserable when she became the Luna. “My verdict…” Robert Junior said, looking at me. “…is that Liora will remain in the pack house until further notice while Beta Sylvester and Natalie will be given another temporary cabin where they will remain until their house has been repaired or built again.” My uncle tried to argue but Robert Jr’s mind was set firm already. He stood up and extended a hand to me, “Come with me, Liora?” Things had taken an unexpected turn now in my favor. I looked at my uncle and niece, and I could not resist the smile that crept to my lips at the incredulous, angry look on their faces as I placed my hand on Robe

I throw my shoes on and go wait in the living room. Ashley and Austin have the picnic basket ready when the front door opens. “Happy Birthday sweetheart!” “Thank you Luna Sara , you are very pretty today. Can we sit in the field today for our picnic? I wanted to play tag with Mike.” “Happy Birthday Ella.” I know my face is as red as a tomato. “Thank you Mike.” His smile is nice and he keeps the other kids from bullying me in school. It doesn’t stop them but they won’t pick on me if he’s around. “Before we go outside Ella let’s sit so I can give you your gift.” “Yes Luna Sara we can go in the living room.” Luna Sara hands me a beautifully wrapped box. I tear it open with excitement. It’s a be

I grab the hoodies she wore the first night we almost spent the night together and a pair of matching sweatpants to take back to her since she is naked. But as I zip up the duffel, a familiar voice drift from the hallway. I freeze, tension crawling up my spine. It’s Luna Cassandra and her voice is low, hurried, and sharp. I press myself against the doorframe, listening. "...I told you the bracelet was destroyed," she hisses into the phone. "How the hell did she end up with it?" Is she talking about Kira's mom's bracelet? My heart skips a beat....

"That eyesore is finally out of the way. How was my child supposed to be heir while she still drew breath?" "Take care of the father. Take care of the pup. Drive her to swallow poison." "Now there's no one left to stop me from being Luna." He kicked the door open.

“Then whose is she?” The stranger didn’t answer immediately. He looked at me. The silver under my skin warmed, not painfully but steadily. “She belongs to the Moon,” he said. The elders inhaled sharply. Ryan scoffed. “Don’t make this mythical.” “You made it political,” the stranger replied. A howl rose from the forest again, closer this time. The silver at my collarbone answered immediately. Ryan saw it. “What is happening?” he demanded. “You severed your claim,” the stranger said, “And in doing so, you triggered what was sealed.”

"Alpha... The bond... The Moon's decree...." "The Moon may decree what it wishes," Kael stated, his eyes still locked on mine. "A pack is only as strong as its weakest link. Thornridge needs a Luna who can lead a hunt, not one who needs a bodyguard. His cruelty wasn’t careless. It was cold and precise. He didn’t speak with hate; he just delivered the words as if he were reading from a list. A small noise escaped my throat. A whimper. Humiliation and grief tangled. That was the sound of a girl realizing her life is a lie.

He'd come to check on his investment. I splashed cold water on my face and stood in front of my wardrobe for a full minute, running my fingers across the row of dresses. I needed something with a collar, something that covered the mate mark where it burned against my shoulder. I pulled out the deep green one with the Montclair crest embroidered at the collar. Something that said Luna rather than daughter. I pulled my hair back tight. Applied enough color to my face that I didn't look like I'd been up all night studying my own contaminated blood. Slipped on low heels. Checked myself once in the mirror, adjusted the collar, and left.

But later, as I walked toward the corridor, I happened to pass close enough to hear Elder Elijah’s voice. “You didn’t bring a helpless woman into Icefall, Edwin.” I stopped. Edwin didn’t answer. Elijah continued. “You brought yourself a Luna.” My heart skipped. For several seconds, I couldn’t move. Then I heard Edwin speak. His voice was quiet but certain. “I know.” I hurried away before either of them could notice me. My heart was pounding. A Luna? The word followed me all the way to my room. I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at the silver crescent pendant hanging around my neck.