Wanderer X Lumine Novels & Stories

“But make no mistake — I’m not yours. This alliance ends the moment my pack stands.” “Of course.” His grin is slow, knowing. “You’ll find I don’t like keeping things that want to run.” He extends his hand. I hesitate for half a breath, then take it. His skin is warm, rough. The handshake is firm — not dominance, not submission. Equal force. “Welcome to the North, Luna Elara,” he says. “You’ll find it colder than Silvercrest.” “I don’t mind the cold,” I whisper. “It keeps me awake.”

He nodded to Mara, his boulder pendant catching the sunlight, the sunlight casting a golden glow on his face, the glade a haven, the warmth a shared triumph. Lila stood near the monument, her chestnut hair tied back, strands catching the sunlight, her hazel eyes bright with thought, her lightweight gray tunic embroidered with silver runes, her quill pendant hanging around her neck, her leather journal tucked under her arm, her skin lightly flushed, the sunlight dancing on her face, the glade a sanctuary, the warmth a shared legacy. Spark, her wolf, stood beside her, her golden fur shimmering in the sunlight, her amber eyes reflecting the light, the glade a haven, the warmth a shared connecti

She was about to leave the office when Jackson called her back, his voice low, "Any news of Lumi?" She gave it a thought, and chose to report honestly. "Our men have only found out that Miss Lumina has gone to the capital, Crown City. Her exact location is still unknown. But there is something strange… Every time we get closer to finding her, the trail will suddenly go cold." Jackson lowered his eyes, his dark eyes dimming. Lumina was determined never to see him again. That night, the Hunter Group made an announcement. The next morning, two new luxury necklaces, named "Regret" and "Lumination", would launch. All proceeds would be pledged to anti-school-bullying efforts.

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

Owen asked his mouth opened and eyes budged. Alexios nodded. He had heard it clearly "Mate" His wolf had called out to her. "Then what are we doing here. Let's go meet her. I am curious about her." Owen was the most excited as his job as the next pack Gamma is to serve the Luna as her left-hand man. While she has her mate as her right-hand man, the Gamma is the one the Luna should be able to confide in the most. The one whose the Luna's safety comes top priority.

Alder's POV Our travel through the Gem Isles had been a ceaseless disclosure of the fragile adjust that maintained this enchanted domain. With each domain we experienced, we extended our understanding of the interconnecting of all things. After taking off the Whispering Bog behind, we found ourselves in a domain known as Lumina Crests. Lumina Crests was a breathtaking place where towering mountains kissed the sky, their crests sparkling like valuable gemstones. It was occupied by the Lumina Counterfeiters, a community of creatures who had the one of a kind capacity to control the gems found within the heart of these mountains.

He murmured. I furrowed my brows. It didn’t make sense. Lucas didn’t strike me as the insecure type. He was good-looking and confident. He was the ruler of Lycans which were considered superior to werewolves. He was one of the strongest creatures birthed by the moon goddess, why would he feel insecure?

Something told me that the person outside there will not listen just because I told them to go away. I walked over to the door and opened it. Standing on the outside was a she-wolf smiling at me. She was actually very pretty, if I am removing bias from my mind. But I don't care about her beauty at all. Her beauty doesn't do anything for me. Brielle is The only person I care about and the most beautiful she-wolf in the world to me right now. This she-wolf must be the Lora that the Elders have asked me to make my Luna.

“You made it.” “Who are you?” Autumn’s voice trembled with both curiosity and caution. “Names are slippery here,” Luma replied, her smile cracking like old porcelain under pressure. “But you can call me Luma.” Autumn’s brow furrowed, a storm of questions swirling within her. “What are you?” Luma’s laughter was a haunting melody. “Not a what. A who. I’m a soul-keeper. Merchant. Witness. Collector of what the veil casts aside.”

Xandar stood a half a meter from his cousin before pulling Lucianne to stand in front of him as his arms gently wrapped around her shoulders and abdomen from behind just to make sure she stayed where she belonged, in his arms. Suddenly, Lucianne started muttering to herself, “Green ones are the wolves. That’s the Lone Light Pack, and then moving south, Misty Dawn and Cold River. The red ones,” her head cocked to one side as she studied the two measly red dots in wolf territory on the hologram. Greg waited for her to figure it out as he stole a glimpse of her beautiful thinking face. Lucianne eventually guessed, “Probably rogues.” Desmond’s excited voice came from the corner, “Damn, the queen