Novel & Cerita War Moon

West POV The mission had been weighing heavily on my mind, and I was acutely aware of the risks we faced. While I was mentally and physically prepared, I couldn't shake off the feeling that Aria, my mate and the Luna of our pack, was shouldering a significant burden. Her ability to blend in seamlessly with the others, adopting the guise of a skilled warrior rather than revealing her true identity, was nothing short of remarkable.

I asked. “I have spoken to Matthew of the Dark Star pact,” my father said. “As you know, recently he lost his Luna.” “I had heard that, yes,” I said, confused by why he would mentioned Matthew of all people to me. Dark Stars and Silver Moons weren’t the exactly enemies, but they weren’t besties either. And Matthew, well, let’s just say he wasn’t known for being a good man. “Very sad,” I said as I took a fork full of tender ribs and took a bite.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I closed my eyes for a moment, breathing in the heady smell around me. I folded my arms over the balcony railing, watching the flurry of activity with a tight, amused smile. The people below had no idea who I truly was. They only knew what they had been told, that their Alpha had returned with a Luna, a warrior woman from Silver Moon Pack. But they didn’t know that under this calmness, my stomach was tying itself into knots.

*Yes. That was it, just ‘yes’. I don't know if the simple answer should please me or concern me. Lupus’s wideset grey wolf walked over to us, growled and shook his head, and then awkwardly trotted off towards the farmhouse, with the remaining Tri-Moon warriors following. Tri-Moon have been hit hard. They have already lost many fighters, and we haven’t even breached the house yet. Lupus himself is covered in blood and slashes. Luna Eclipse have only lost two. But those two will hit them hard. We came to the edge of the tree line, before the area opens up into the large clearing that is the front of the property. The Tri-Moon and Luna Eclipse warriors spread out through the trees. Off to the l

"Stop!" Tomorrow is the day that Luna will be offered to the Moon Goddess, Mayari. Her ancestors came from a long line of servers for the temple of the Goddess, and seventeen years ago, Luna was born on the day of the Lunar Eclipse. For them, it means Luna is the fateful one, the one to save the world by meeting the son of the Sun. Which, by the way, they have no idea who.

Rising Moon is battling Blue Moon warriors as well. I just finished ripping through two more warriors, advancing closer to that fucker Kaden. That’s when I hear howls coming from the Eastern and Western borders. Renz and Jessup both alert me that they have rogues. This fucker brought with rogues with him. Thank you, Moon Goddess, for telling me to reinforce those borders. I’m shredding through Blue Moon warriors and I don’t see Rebel. ‘Who has eyes on Luna?’ ‘I’m here Austin.’ I see her and continue fighting.

No, the war between Eclipse Howl and Crescent Moon is on. Only it is not being fought on the battlefield...

How could he, the servant, let his Master face danger? But Arlen saw a different picture; there was no way those men in red, navy blue and white uniforms could be bandits after a loot. They had to be warriors from the other kingdoms. "Julius, I have to protect you," Arlen explained. "No, I won't let you leave...I," Julius froze when Arlen knitted his brows, landing a finger on his trembling lips. As the beta held his breath, Arlen slowly took his spirit weapon. Moon was made of a unique stone that helped Arlen control his powers. It could take the form of any weapon its wielder envisions within a split second. Once Moon's double-edged blade was entirely created, it tore through the curtain t

The object of their contention was no ordinary relic; it was said to hold the secrets to unlocking immense power, a power that could elevate one clan to supremacy over the others. The Moonstone Clan, led by the formidable Maryjane, an alpheno six-tailed werewolf, possessed the power of Selene, the supreme moon goddess. Her presence exuded an ethereal glow, her eyes shimmering with lunar energy, and her movements imbued with the grace of the night sky. Maryjane's strength lay in her ability to manipulate the moon's power, channeling its restorative and destructive forces to her will.