Walk On The Moon Naruto Novels & Stories

"Walk with me a while longer?" They wandered slowly away from the main celebration's noise and warmth, toward a quiet, grassy rise overlooking the entire sprawling camp below, where the full moon hung heavy and brilliant silver in the clear, star-scattered night sky, and Luna felt, for the very first time since the Claiming Ceremony had so violently shattered her entire world apart, something that genuinely resembled real, uncomplicated peace settling gently into her exhausted chest.

Doom has always been theatrical, but tonight he’s outdone himself. The room stills when he enters. Alpha Doom doesn’t walk — he glides, silent, commanding. His hair is raven black, his eyes sharper than the edge of a blade. When he looks at me, I feel the weight of that stare settle across my shoulders. He raises his glass slightly, wordless greeting, before turning away to welcome another Alpha. “Everyone’s watching you,” Mira murmurs. “They should,” I reply, forcing a small smile. “I’m the Luna who walked away.”

Without thinking about myself, I jumped down from the podium and struck the death wraith with the Moon crest. It released Zira immediately and screamed. The light from the stone seemed to be burning it from the inside out. It thrashed around in an attempt to break free but the Moon crest held it captive. It ended up shrieking like that until it vanished into thin air and the Moon crest fell back into my hands.

“Feels like survival.” “Survival is the first step,” he replied. “Control comes next. And we’ll need both before the full moon.” I shivered, not from the cold. The mention of the full moon sent a spike of anticipation through me. It was coming. Soon. And whatever waited in the shadows would test everything I had, everything Rowan and I had. We walked back to the cabin in silence. The bond between us hummed quietly, insistent, untamed, and undeniable. I could feel the pull even in the absence of the shadow, the subtle flare of energy each time our hands brushed, each time our eyes met.

The moon hung low in the sky, its silver light casting an ethereal glow over the clearing. It was a waxing gibbous, nearly full, the night thick with anticipation for what was to come. Tomorrow, they would march on Sakura Heiei, a mission to rescue Johnson, Isagani, and the others who had been captured. Alice knew she had to be ready—her powers of vision, psychometry, and telepathy were their key to survival. But controlling them in this era had always been a struggle, and tonight was her last chance to master them before the dangerous mission.

Jin, the Moon Guardian replies. The Moon Guardian lives on the moon with six creatures that are cursed to be with him until he finds his bride. Jeon, the nine-tailed fox. Jimin the white cat. Yoon the white wolf. Hyun the white bear. Joon the white owl and Heeseong the white horse. They were all white and they all shine because if they don't, the Moon will just be a dark place. When these Moon Creatures go down to earth, that is where a meteor shower happens.

Amara’s pov I have been walking for hours, looking up at the sky it is dark out. The full moon is shining. This will hurt, that is if I shift tonight. I’m going to have to do it alone and bear all the pain with no help. Two hours go by and still nothing. Letting out a huge sigh, I'm actually kind of sad. I thought I would have had a wolf or lycan at this point but I guess not. I keep moving towards my destination. To be honest, I'm tired. I have to find some place to sleep or rest. Finding a tall tree with elongated branches, I use my training. I skillfully toss the kunai at the tree, creating steps for me to climb. I remove each one after I use it since I can’t just jump down in the morning

truly meant. I had been eighteen, standing in the clearing beneath the silver glow of a full moon. My heart had thumped wildly as the Moon Goddess’s gift became tangible—Maxwell, tall and commanding, Alpha of Silverfang Pack, our destinies supposedly intertwined. The bond surged, intoxicating and undeniable, as if the universe itself had pulled me toward him. The pack had gasped, murmuring with awe. The elders nodded solemnly, the way they did when acknowledging sacred rites. For a brief, beautiful moment, I had believed my mother’s words.

I slowly knelt before the Moonstone. Carlo placed his hand on my head and began to chant the ancient words. Each one burned into my soul like a brand. I felt a tearing pain spread from my heart throughout my body, as if someone was skinning me alive. I clenched my jaw, refusing to make a sound. "I, Alpha Carlo, in the name of the Shadowmoon pack, sever all your ties to this land and this pack. You are no longer one of us, no longer under our protection, no longer share our hunts. You are an outcast, a nameless one."

I told her to take care of her health and not overthink things. "Whether Diana accepts it or not, this will be your and the pup's home from now on. She's just out clearing her head. She'll come crawling back sooner or later. After all, the next full moon is right around the corner. She'll have to return for our marking ceremony," I reassured her. After calming Lucy down, I stepped out onto the balcony alone to smoke a cigarette. For reasons I couldn't explain, my fingers scrolled through my contacts until I hit the very bottom of the list, stopping on Diana's number.