When The Moon Hides Her Crown Novels & Stories

--- The Hidden Past — The Moon’s Secret Long before wolves roamed, when gods still spoke to the skies, the Sun and the Moon had waged their endless war — not of swords, but of love and power. The Moon’s light healed what the Sun’s fire burned. The Sun’s warmth gave life to what the Moon protected. But balance could never last. When their worlds collided, a spark was born — not divine, not mortal — a being of both flame and shadow. A child of eclipse. Terrified of what she had created, the Moon hid her daughter among the wolves, under the glow of a blood-red sky.

She finally asked the question that the moon goddess had wanted her to ask for a long time. "I just wanted to give it to you" Moon goddess raised her hand, and out of thin air, a crown started forming in her hand. It is the same colour as Ryan's and has the same whitish-blue crystal between it. It is delicate and elegant, but still, Aadhya can feel the power radiating from it.

The gold crown for the Queen, the crystal crown from Lowa, and the laurel crown for the chief witch. It was made from the branches of the extinct moon tree. It is said that the moon tree grows in the Moon Lake, absorbs the purest moonlight, and is the holiest plant in the world. The crown is beautifully shaped, with leaves on the branches that will never wither. They can change according to the mood of the owner, and even sometimes bloom in different colors of flowers. Dalena put it on my head. The witches sang together, and the elves sprinkled colorful petals on our heads.

“We saved each other.” He pulled me into his arms. For the first time in what felt like centuries— there was peace. Then Luna screamed. We turned. She was standing beneath the white moon. Her eyes were glowing. A new crown was forming above her. But this one was different. It had seven points. Mother went pale. “No…” I looked at her. “What now?” She stared at the crown. “The sixth crown was never the final crown.” Kael tightened his grip around my hand. “How many are there?”

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

I clenched my fist as I stepped down from the bed and walked from my room to the pack garden. The moon was half-hidden in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the pack garden. I stood there, my eyes fixed on the clouds, trying to make sense of the omen. In the Moonstone pack, a half-hidden moon was never a good sign. Although, I never believe in omen, the half-hidden moon foretells a darkness and turmoil. Some even believed it foretells some challenges that would test the pack's strength and unity.

"Long live Alpha Zeke! Long live Luna Marelyn!" Aiden brings the crown over and plants one on my head first. He bows and then places the last one on Marelyn's head. We are holding hands as we mark history. One that will last forever. The crowd stands and cheers us. The coronation is over. It's official. Moon Grove now sits at Carodia's top, and all I've ever wanted happens. But I'm rejoicing too soon. An apparition appears at the centre of the room. Wolves gasp and clear away from the danger of the unknown. I see a figure trapped in the shadows. It's Tuiren. Our goddess.

I frowned, letting out a small sigh as I glanced down at the blanket underneath us. We sat on top of a tall hill on the warmer side of the Kingdom, overlooking the lights below. Giovanni kept his word about a secluded picnic, just the two of us. It was a beautiful location, and about ten minutes ago, when the sun began to set, the view completely stole my breath away. I had never seen anything like it. He already had everything ready for us: a blanket and a basket filled with an array of foods for us to eat. So far, this experience with him was something I will never forget, not even when I grow old and have grey hair. "You never shifted until that day? Not even as a kit?"

“Two days ago, Alexander personally took her to a private jeweler. Measurements, design consultations—he stayed the entire time.” My heart clenched. “There’s more,” Ethan continued. “And it gets worse.” “I accessed her private cloud. Password was Alexander’s birthday.” Inside were photos. Hundreds of them. I opened the file he sent. The album was titled: My Knight. The most recent post was dated two days ago. He said this crown belongs only to me. Just like him. Next week’s family dinner—he promised to give me a name. The image showed an exquisite bridal crown— diamonds and sapphires set in a constellation pattern.

“The coronation won’t be a private ceremony. It’s customary for an Alpha’s coronation or, in this case, the formal crowning of his Luna to be attended by representatives from neighboring packs.” My steps slowed. “Representatives?” “Other Alphas and their dignitaries. Some will bring their Lunas, while others will bring members of their councils.” I looked at him. “All of them? That wasn’t done for me in moonridge.” “It’s customary here in icefall. So those we invite, yes.” My stomach tightened. Edwin noticed the change in my expression. “What is it?” I hesitated. There was one possibility I hadn’t wanted to consider.