Zula Patrol Planets Novels & Stories

I quickly pulled Selene and Zara aside, tasking them with establishing a network of lookouts around both territories. “We need eyes everywhere,” I instructed. “Any sign of unusual activity, no matter how small, needs to be reported immediately.” When I went back to the practice area, I saw a young Clearwater wolf fall down, shaking from being tired. I didn't wait and quickly went to him, bending down next to him. I put my hands on his chest and used my healing powers, sending moon energy into his body. The wolf's eyes got big with surprise as his tiredness disappeared.

Demeter laughed. “What are those creatures?” Layla asked, and everyone’s attention turned to her, but she didn’t care. Her gaze was pinned firmly on the woman. “Those creatures are called Zenzens. The balance of this world is tilting and distorting because of the rebels’ rebellion against the order our great deities have given us. The Zenzens are the products of this distortion. For now, we’ve managed to trap the majority of them in a place called Tophet to keep this world safe.” Demeter explained, dropping the tea cup on the table, and though her face was calm and gentle, she met Layla’s silver eyes with her cold ones.

Focused too much on Kael, on reclaiming power, and on revenge that blinded him to what actually mattered. The Luna wasn't just Kael's mate. She was Crescent Moon's heart. Their hope made flesh. Destroying her would accomplish what armies couldn't. Movement below caught my attention—patrols rotating exactly on schedule, warriors changing shifts with clockwork precision. An omega crossed the courtyard carrying baskets, laughing at something another said. Peace. They'd built such perfect, fragile peace. Beautiful, really. How predictable safety became. I tapped ash against the tree, marking territory no one knew I'd claimed.

Another cry, equally strong. "A boy." He had black hair with silver streaks and ice-blue eyes that I knew would match Zane's one day. When he gripped my finger, golden light sparkled between us. "Atlas," Zane said, touching the baby's head gently. "Strong enough to hold the world." "They're both Moon Healers," the healer breathed in awe. "Twin Moon Healers. This has never happened before." I looked at my children, feeling complete for the first time in my life. Then Aurora did something impossible, she reached for Zane, her tiny hand glowing.

Instead, its belly opened, revealing a series of massive, crystalline lances—the Planetary Purge Protocol. "They aren't harvesting us anymore," Aris whispered, standing up as his golden glow returned, now tinged with Leo's defiant red. "They're going to burn the entire planet to start over."

She tilted her head, a look of genuine pity on her glowing features. “Oh, Zara. You still think in three dimensions. How quaint.” She leaned in, her breath smelling of ozone and dead stars. “There are no aliens. There is no invasion force waiting in the sky.” What? What did that even mean? She swept her hand around the room. The walls shifted, displaying images, not of space, but of Earth. A burning Earth. Cities crumbling to dust, oceans boiling, and wolves… millions of wolves, starving, dying, their bodies withering away.

The Luna greets. “Elena!” Rolly shouts and wraps Ellie in an embrace that makes the Luna raise a brow. Her nephew rarely shows this level of affection to anyone. “Hello, Elena,” Liam greets. “Nice to see you, Ryder.” “Hello, Liam,” Elena and I greet in unison, causing the Luna to smile in a way that makes me feel as if she is acknowledging something we are not yet aware of. She does this sometimes. “I would like to Show Elena her family’s suite. But I also thought it is a great opportunity to introduce her to some of out ranked wolves,” I explain.

"They want to make us look weak! And besides, the former Luna is fucking dead yet they'd rather negotiate with her!" The words hurt. Not because I missed her. I didn't. But because every time her name came up, it was attached to something useful. Something powerful. Something I didn't have control of anymore. And how pathetic do you have to be to die in the first beast attack anyway? I exhaled sharply. "Anyway. Enough about her. Is that all?" "Several food dispensaries have approached," he said, unfazed. "They haven't received shipments of food for the slums in two months. The people are starving and getting sicker."

I kept my head down, occasionally crawling on all fours. I went on for long minutes, but I knew that I was not even close to getting to the border. The Blackspire pack had a very large land size, but I was determined even if it was going to take me hours, I was not going to stop. The moon rose quickly, illuminating the whole woods in its pale blue rays. I could see clearly now and I sped up my movement. The patrol guards would soon start patrolling more often so I had to – a loud exploding sound shook the air, I immediately plastered myself to the floor in fear.

And how were they finding us? In the course of two years, they had wiped out over fifty-two packs around the globe, and all their attacks were planned and merciless. “you’re going to drive yourself mad if you don’t drop this.” My head shot up sharply, and I found Tiana standing at my door, perched against the doorframe with her hands folded. “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enough to know that you must really be in love with Theodore.” She pushed herself off the frame and walked to me.