Wanderer X Lumine Novels & Stories

Of course it was – mind the sarcasm. “Let’s call the other guys!” he announced, that distant unfocused look sliding into his eyes as he mindlinked, which still looked strange to me – probably because it had always just been me and my dad, close enough to shout across rooms instead of invading each other’s heads. Soon the lounge filled with more bulky bodies, deep voices, and the unmistakable presence of additional weres, some of them with girls tucked under their arms, and I found myself wondering – not for the first time – whether they were dating, bonded, or already mated.

[COUNTDOWN: 00:00:03] [COUNTDOWN: 00:00:02] [COUNTDOWN: 00:00:01] [PROTOCOL_0: REFACTORED] [SYSTEM_RESTORE: SUCCESSFUL] The silence that followed was absolute. The emerald sun had faded to a soft, pulsing white. The obsidian hangar was calm. Outside, across the world, the violet rot in the Ley Lines vanished, replaced by a steady, vibrant gold that felt... different. It felt alive. It felt warm. Xander shifted back into his human form. He lay on the floor, his skin etched with shimmering silver runes that looked like a map of the world’s stars. He breathed in deeply, and as he did, the lights in the hangar dimmed and brightened in perfect sync with his lungs.

"Alright. I'll see you part of the way." Below the mountain, Fendon Pack members waited to send her off. Damon was there too. His shoulder wound had just been rebandaged. He was still pale, but standing in the snow, he no longer radiated the overbearing pressure he once had. He just stood quietly, like he had finally learned what it meant to step back. When Yuna reached him, he spoke quietly. "Fendon will repair the path in the old Frostveil lands according to the rules. The three years' winter supplies in compensation will be delivered in full to wherever you designate."

Lorcan shows mild concern smiling while Xim blushes for me. “My husband and son have told me wonderful things,” she says, taking my face in her hands and looking me over. Queen Lilandra twirls me about and pulls me into a hug again. I don’t dare pull away from this embrace as it’s a comfort that she’s accepting me. King Lassiter soon reins in his wife by clearing his throat. “My dear, let her breathe,” he says gently. “Fine, fine,” and she releases me back to Lorcan. “Mother and Father, we would also like you to meet Xim. He’s a sentry warrior from the Nomads. He’s also our fated mate,” Lorcan’s tone is full of pride.

I should have Syd take a picture so I can see it. “Your waning crescent….” I cut her off, “Gezz Syd, yeah, I thought you knew these Luna’s have a waxing crescent, and Lumiere’s have a waning crescent. Is that why…” This time she cut me off. “You have a star with the waning crescent.” “What?”

With a cry, she hurls the energy out—not at Arwan—but toward the undead Lycan. The creature jerks. Its massive head turns toward her. Claws twitch. Its hollow eyes pulse faintly, no longer green but… white. Pale. Alert. Arwan’s voice cracks. “What are you doing?” Lumina’s eyes open all the way. They glow. White. Pure. Blinding. Her hair begins to lift around her shoulders, the strands glowing at the ends. Her skin hums with light, no longer blue or violet—but white-hot. Something ancient wakes up inside her, and she doesn’t fight it.

Five days since I was forced to train the warriors of the Blue Lily pack to raid our enemies for the fifteenth time. I lay on the ground of the forest, watching the borders of the Moon Crescent pack. The figures of the wolves stationed to guard the borders were stiff in alertness and if it hadn’t been for the light-hearted conversation they held amongst themselves then one would think they knew someone was coming, that we were coming.

he said. The silence that followed after was deafening. I expected nothing less, but a small part of me had just hoped that maybe, they would be welcome to the idea of choosing me over Sabrina since I was his actual mate. But I was wrong, very wrong. “Did I stutter?” Xander must have noticed the situation of things and swooped in immediately. “From today onwards, Kieran is the new Luna of our pack and you will all treat her with the respect she deserves”

Chapter 53: Wardens of the Dawn The world beyond the ruined city was bathed in an eerie glow. The once vibrant blue sky was now marred by countless purple orbs, each a pulsating reminder of the encroaching darkness. Liam and Xal'dar stood side by side, their bodies humming with the residual energy of their transformation. They were no longer just men; they were wardens, guardians of a world on the brink. The Guardian, a colossal figure shrouded in mist, turned towards them. "Your journey has just begun," its voice rumbled. "The corruption spreads like wildfire. You must find a way to cleanse the world of its influence."

“Alert me if anything changes.” As I descended the stairs leading to my lab, I knew I didn't have much time. Lumina, based on what my informants told me, works by destabilising the normal biology of the body. And it wasn't something that could be countered easily. Lira's case was worse. She had barely taken her full form as a gamma. I didn't even know where to start. What rank would she wake up to? My hands shook as I scanned the labels, pulling bottles closer to inspect them. I hadn't admitted it since they arrived, but Lumina scared me. It had the power to potentially end our kind. And worse, in the hands of my brother, we were doomed.