Uncrowned Luna I Waited Five Years Novels & Stories

Well, that’s a huge issue. “Oh no! Luna loves flower crowns! And we need flower arrangements and center pieces. This is Luna’s first Lune Festival! What are we going to do!” I stared at her baffled as she babbled on. Classic Corvina. If I got to know her even a little in the past few days is that she freaks out real quick. I sighed and shook my head.

Leo’s POV Luna’s been trying on gowns for what feels like hours. When in reality it’s probably only been an hour. She looks as excited as I am. I’m getting sore standing in the same spot by the door. Thankfully the owner was kind enough to rent us the space just for our use today. This little tidbit earned me some brownie points with Alpha.

I've been looking forward to this day, but right now, I'm already late, and I would turn into a late party attendee at my sibling's gender reveal? "Why didn't you or anyone wake me up?" I demanded, obviously annoyed. I wanted to be the first person present in the auditorium, at least to honor the little presence of my little brother who would be arriving in the werewolf world today. "It was Luna's order not to wake you up." I frowned, my eyes narrowing into tiny slits. Why wouldn't Luna want me to be woken up early on a very special day, knowing how busy I've been, impatiently waiting for this day?

Luna, who had been eagerly waiting, once again observed Lucas, who was still getting ready. "Babe..." Luna called, causing Lucas to briefly glance at her before refocusing on his task. "Five minutes," Lucas replied, prompting Luna to huff. She then turned her face away. "They're the same," Luna grumbled, not seeing any signs of Selena and Leon's arrival even though they had promised to go snorkeling today.

“What is it? You sound like something happened outside.” “Yes, something huge has happened and all the workers in the pack are so happy?” This made me open my eyes wide to stare at Tessa. “What really happened?” I inquired. Tessa smiled again and quickly sat on my bed. “We all received good news this morning. After five years, Luna is finally pregnant!” “What?” I asked, wide-eyed. At least I needed to act shocked, so Tessa wouldn't find me suspicious.

“Of course, I will. In less than fifteen minutes, they will arrive at the packhouse. And you need to play a fucking, loving Luna of this pack. If they stay here for over twenty minutes, I will no longer hold back.” “Don’t you dare!” I was panicking. This was so wrong. It felt like nothing was going my way. The Goddess really hated me. “It’s all up to you. Now to get into business, the Luna ceremony will be held in two weeks. I don’t want to wait for the full moon. I assume Carlotta has visited you, and you can tell your family how excited you are for the dress…” “Carlotta? We didn’t get to do anything.” “It doesn’t matter. Still say it.”

It was clear that he had no intention of taking a Luna if it wasn’t me, and I had to wonder at times what it was that intrigued him so much about me, especially when I had to be saved by him in my darkest hour. “Family, friends, and pack members, I am so elated that you could all join me tonight for the celebration of the Strawberry Moon. This moon only happens about every twenty years, and this year I want to make this night significant for more reasons.” Alpha Jace says from the stage in the ballroom, as everyone is focused now on him, as they have all gathered around the stage, waiting to hear what he has to say.

The noisy living room fell silent in an instant, and even the air seemed to have frozen over. Overwhelming Alpha pressure radiated from Leonard, forcing everyone present to bow their heads instinctively. "The…The Alpha King?" Timothy swallowed hard, trying to suppress the terror welling up within. Even so, his hand clutching the slave serum trembled. "Sasha has already been marked. She cannot marry you. Who here is your Luna Queen?" "Beta Timothy Newsom." Leonard sneered. "Who gave you the right to address me like that?"

Varg slowly lowered his drink. "We haven't decided on a date." "Why?" "We've had enough going on." I nodded. "Exactly." Ember looked between us. "But you're going to crown her Luna, right?" "Of course," Varg answered. "Then when?" I looked at Varg. He looked at me. "I thought we could wait a few weeks," he said. "A few weeks?" I repeated. "Yes. I thought you said we should give the pack time to recover." "We should."

The line goes dead. I look at the cake. Seven years. Seven years of waiting for the Luna title. Darius always says the same thing. Wait until after the election. Wait until the pack is calm. Wait until his mother likes me. His mother will never like me. I know this now. Footsteps come from upstairs. Then a giggle. High. Familiar. Lila. My stepsister. The girl I fed when her mother died. The girl who lives in my house and wears my clothes and eats my food.