Novel & Cerita Toxic Bond: A Luna New Beginning

“Rosa Cage. She died in a car accident three years ago. She was really beautiful and everybody loved her, especially me.” “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of her,” I said, noticing the sadness in his eyes. “No, it's fine,” Zander replied quickly after a sniff. “It's about time I moved on anyway. I'm sure she wouldn't want to see me alone forever.” “I'm really sorry for your loss. I'm sure Zander, a lot of women out there would truly love to be with you and be your Luna, but I—” “Won't be rejecting you,” he replied, staring at me with those piercing blue eyes that began to prick my skin like ice. “Be my Luna, that's all I'm asking and if after a year, you don't want to any longer, you

I explain. “I don’t like it. It’s dangerous for her if she is some wolf out of a legend. I don’t like her being our Luna, either, but it is safer than the thought of her being the Mythic wolf,” Noah grumbles, running his fingers through his already disheveled brunette locs.

Yuna, the woman who had loved him so much, wasn't just sulking. She had really left. And she had even severed their mate bond. "How do I restore the bond?" Damon's voice was terribly hoarse. The healer shivered under his stare, his back cold with fear. "Only if Luna herself agrees. Otherwise, no one can force a bond that's already broken back together." Damon slammed his hand on the table, knocking the medicine bowl off it. It shattered across the floor. His eyes were heavy with too many emotions. There was anger, shock, a violent sense of being betrayed, and a panic he didn't even want to admit.

"Every time you touch that silver core, you drift further away from me. I can feel the bond stretching when the light comes out." "I'm not going anywhere, Kaden," Laila said softly, her lips pressing against his throat, leaving a trace of her unique, cool scent on his skin to anchor his beast. "I am the Rogue Luna of this pack. This mountain belongs to us. Now go and break his toys."

"When Luna changed the bond, she erased that future. Future you ceased to exist." "So we won't become those monsters?" Damon asks. "No." Luna appears in the doorway. She looks exhausted. Drained. "I made sure of it. The bond is balanced now. You can be together without losing yourselves." I want to thank her. Want to hold her. Want to cry in relief. But before I can move, she collapses. Falls hard. "Luna!" I try to get up but my body won't respond. Too weak. Too drained. Kai reaches her first. Picks her up. His face goes pale.

“You appeared on my turf on such a night. Give me one reason not to end you right now.” She wheezed out a laugh. “Because you need me. Cassian has already started gathering vessels. He needs someone with moonlight in their veins to break your precious imprint. Guess who he has marked as perfect? Your little Luna. He will rip her open and pull the bond out piece by piece while you watch.” Rage exploded through me so violently that the bond flared. I felt Anya flinch upstairs and immediately sent calm through our connection. She pushed back with irritation but stayed away as I had asked. Good. I needed to handle this alone.

Aria’s vision darkened, Kael’s bond flickering. The First Luna appeared, her form faint. “The shard is your bond,” she said. “To break it, you must break yourselves.” Aria’s heart shattered. She looked at Kael, his eyes flecked with crimson, his hand trembling in hers. “I can’t lose you,” she whispered. He smiled, weak but fierce. “You won’t.” They stood, their claws glowing, their bond flaring. “Lunara sanguis,” they said together, their blood dripping onto the shard.

“He’s trying to breach the seal.” Kael laid her gently on the grass, pressing his forehead to hers. “You’re stronger than him.” “I can’t—” Her body jerked violently. “It’s like he’s inside me—pulling—ripping—” “Fight it,” Kael growled. “Fight him, Luna.” But her scream pierced the night, sending every bird from the trees. Then… her body went limp. --- In the clearing, Dren gasped as the bond snapped into place. His blood mixed with hers—ancient, forbidden, powerful. He stood, head thrown back, laughing into the red night.

"Now it's about survival. About adapting. About becoming something new when the old ways don't work anymore." "Luna." Marcus turns to the girl. "You been watching us for days. Studying us. What do you think this bond means?" "I think," Luna says slow, "that you just became the first of something. The beginning of a new kind of people. People who can share power instead of hoarding it. Who can feel each other's pain and choose to heal instead of hurt." "And the thing that's coming?" "Is probably the first test of what you've become."

Dorian and Selene exchanged glances. “This feels like a trap,” Selene said. “Everything feels like a trap lately.” Dorian moved toward the door. “Fine. Council meeting first, then we deal with Thalia. Selene, get dressed. You’re coming.” “I’m not Luna yet” “You completed the Mirror Bond. You fought in the battle. You absorbed corruption magic to save my life.” His eyes held hers. “You’re Luna. Own it.” The words from the feast, thrown back at her. “Fine. But I’m wearing pants.” “I’d expect nothing less.”