White Luna

The Truth Revealed...

Orpheus:

Why did my father say that? Don’t they know that I try my best to do everything right? Luana really is weak, but when I saw her like that, my heart tightened. I wanted to hug her, but I held myself back and chose to treat her as I always do—with pure disdain.

Why does Luana have this power over me? She’s my sister. I don’t understand why she affects me so much. But I know I have to protect her, even if she hates me and I pretend to hate her too…

I will keep training hard to protect Luana while battling this internal conflict with my wolf. Why does my wolf want her so much? She is my sister! All of this drives me crazy, which is why I avoid being near her. When she finds her mate, I will feel more at ease. But just thinking about it breaks my heart.

Damn it, I need to control myself… Friends—who needs them anyway? I remembered Beto; I used to like talking to him until the day he told me he liked my sister and was going to ask her to be his girlfriend. My wolf became so furious that I jumped on him and started beating him up. My father arrived and used his Alpha power to separate the fight. Beto was completely beaten.

But how dare he consider himself worthy of Luana? He is nothing… I am the best, my wolf growled… I need to stop this and get myself a girlfriend… Luana is my sister!!!

I took a shower to cool my head and went downstairs for breakfast. Luana was already at the table with my parents, waiting for me.

There was a heavy atmosphere in the air. When I sat down, I saw Luana looking at me with a worried expression, which made my heart melt…

Then I looked at her and asked:

Orpheus: What are you looking at, Luana?

Luana: Nothing, stop being so rude…

Marcos: Enough, you two. Don’t start again. Let’s have breakfast in peace, and then I will talk to everyone in my office.

Luana:

When my father spoke, my stomach turned, making me lower my head and eat just a little. Orpheus was looking at me, as always, with judging eyes. I will never understand this…

Zara:

My heart was crying at the thought of what was about to happen. My children, may the Moon protect you.

Everyone finished breakfast, and my father looked at us and spoke in a commanding tone: "Let’s all go to the office."

We stood up and entered the room. My father asked everyone to sit down, and so we did.

Marcos:

What I am about to tell you happened a long time ago, 25 years ago, to be exact—the war between the packs and the death of Luna’s father.

Everyone exchanged cold glances. This was a subject our father had never spoken about; it was something forbidden, something no one was even allowed to mention.

Luana:

I looked at Orpheus. There was a different glow in his eyes, his expression was calm and serene. He seemed very interested in the story. My heart sped up, as it always did when I looked at him.

Orpheus was my brother, and I secretly liked him, but no one ever noticed. I admired him for his effort and the warrior he had become. His beautiful body and tattoos always caught my gaze during training.

When he transforms into a wolf, it’s incredible—a bit bigger than me, his fur is as black as the darkness of night and thick like armor. Since he always treats me badly, I ignore him too and try to avoid being near him.

But my White Wolf, for some reason, really likes him. It must be normal since he is my brother. We just don’t get along.

My heart tightened at the thought that my father was about to tell him what happened earlier today.

Marcos:

I am going to tell you the origin of our family. I ask that you listen and do not interrupt me with questions. Stay calm, and no fighting, or I will be forced to make you obey. Do you all agree?

Luana: Yes, father.

Orpheus: Okay, father.

Marcos sat beside his Luna, held her hands, and looked into her eyes, as if this was a very difficult story to tell and he was asking for her support. My mother responded with a quick kiss on my father’s lips. He smiled and began…

Marcos:

Many years ago, to be more specific, when I was 26 years old, I was wandering the world in search of a place to make my life. I had already been part of a few packs, but I never felt like my heart belonged to them.

Until one day, I found your mother in the forest while hunting for food. I had spent days running as a wolf, searching for something I didn’t even know I was looking for.

Then I saw her—a beautiful she-wolf with a piercing gaze, growling at me. I shifted back, and she did the same.

My father looked at my mother with eyes full of love and affection.

Your mother asked who I was. I told her my name was Marcos.

Zara:

Your father was extremely handsome, with platinum white fur like Luana’s and eyes that seemed to see straight into my soul. I felt my heart race, and at the same time, we walked toward each other. When I touched your mother, he said, "My mate."

Of course, I agreed. Our skin felt like fire, burning hot, and as soon as we felt it, we kissed deeply. From that moment on, we never separated.

I took Marcos to meet my father. Nataniel Lunae had been a great Alpha for years. Everyone loved and respected him greatly. Your grandfather was a magnificent Alpha, and many packs envied his power and leadership.

When I introduced your father to him, he was happy for me but worried because he was an Omega wolf—a lone wolf who wandered everywhere without a pack.

Luana's Thoughts:

Dad was an Omega? How? I don’t understand… He always told me he was marked by the Moon, which to me meant he was from somewhere special…

Orpheus' Thoughts:

What? This must be a joke… The powerful Platinum Alpha Wolf was an Omega?

Marcos:

I know you have many questions, so let’s continue…

When I met Nataniel, I felt true respect for him. He accepted me as your mother’s mate without any questions. He only asked that I stay with his pack and train to become a warrior.

But what Nataniel didn’t know was my life story and lineage. When I met your mother, I was already 26 years old, while she was only 18.

When Nataniel called me to the training field and shifted into his wolf form, I saw how large and skilled an Alpha he was. I shifted immediately after, stomping my paws on the ground as if rejecting him as my Alpha.

My inner wolf is different from the others—he does not accept any leadership but his own.

Nataniel was surprised to see my wolf’s color and my reaction. Then we started training together. I was faster and stronger than Nataniel.

When we shifted back, Nataniel asked where I came from and who my family was.

I looked at Nataniel with sincerity and answered that I didn’t know. I had lived in many packs and had no family—or at least, I didn’t remember them.

We went home to find Zara. Nataniel found a book in the office and called me and Zara. He opened it and read The Legend of the Lumen Family.

It said that the family was blessed by the Moon with a Birthmark, which meant that one of its children would become the Alpha of all Packs—someone grand, untouchable, because the Moon would never allow it.

But only one chosen among the family would receive this honor. He would have to be special, strong, skilled, but also have a heart of gold.

Whoever possessed the mark would become an Alpha one way or another, but only the one chosen by the Moon would become the Alpha of Alphas…

Luana:

After my father spoke, my blood began to pulse faster. My wolf howled at me and became restless. I pressed my hands against my legs, trying not to show what was happening inside me.

Orpheus:

This can’t be true… Luana has the mark and hair like Dad’s.

Zara:

My father continued, saying that the Alphas of the packs would never allow this. They did not want to bow their heads to any Alpha.

So one day, they united and attacked the Lumen Family, killing all members of the Alpha family and their pack.

But it seems that one survived—your father.

Luana:

Tears began to fall from my eyes, a deep pain from discovering the truth about my blood.

My wolf howled for blood and vengeance against them all…

Orpheus:

Luana is going to be an Alpha, and what about me? She is just a young girl, afraid of everything…

Marcos:

After a few months, I became your grandfather’s right hand.

But as news spreads fast, the neighboring packs heard about my arrival. No one knew my story, except for the oldest Alphas, who were already dead.

At least, that’s what we thought.

A few weeks later, your mother and I became one. I felt stronger and faster than ever. The bond with my mate made me stronger than I already was—we had truly become one.

One night, a group of wolves tried to break through our gates to invade. There were ten wolves, and I was alone. I shifted and took them all down within minutes.

What I didn’t know was that this was just a test. Watching from afar was an ancient wolf, no longer an Alpha, because his son had taken his place.

He saw me—but what I didn’t know was that he had participated in the m******e of my family.

He left with the information he needed and told the story to his son.

His son's name was Augusto—an arrogant Alpha, violent with everyone in the pack, just like his father had been.

They formulated a plan to attack, to kill me and destroy the Lunae pack.

What they didn’t know was that your grandfather, Nataniel, was wiser. From the moment he discovered who I was, he made plans and took precautions to ensure that nothing would happen to the pack or his family.

He placed trusted wolves in all the neighboring packs to watch for any signs of an attack.

When your grandfather was informed, we prepared for the invasion by Augusto and his father.

At that time, we were only 400 members.

Zara:

My father had already planned the entire defense, placing the children and non-warrior women in the shelter. Since I did not fight, I stayed inside, taking care of everyone.

When the attack started, we could hear the howls and the battle, even from far away.

Marcos:

As soon as they attacked, they were caught off guard by our warriors and me, fighting at the front alongside the Alpha. No one could stand against us.

But due to a moment of carelessness from some members, enemy wolves slipped through and headed straight for the shelter.

Nataniel ordered me to go there and protect the shelter—I ran as fast as I could because my mate was inside.

When I arrived, I was surrounded by fifteen strong wolves. But I managed to defeat them all and return to the battlefield.

When I got there, I saw Nataniel wounded—attacked by Augusto, his father, and some other wolves.

Rage burned inside me. I lost control of my wolf and ran toward Nataniel, howling so loudly that all the wolves stopped fighting.

I grabbed Augusto’s father by the neck and ripped off his head in a single bite.

Augusto lunged at me, but I leaped over him, twisting my body to land behind him, and slammed him to the ground.

I tore his throat and belly apart, and then I felt a surge of power and energy—as if the Moon itself had touched me…

I growled so loudly that all the enemy wolves bowed their heads.

I had become their Alpha.

I ordered them to stop fighting, shift back, and wait outside our gates.

Then, I shifted back and rushed to Nataniel, who was severely injured, blood pooling around him.

I ordered them to call Zara and the medic.

Zara:

I ran as soon as I heard the news that my father was injured, but when I stepped out of the shelter, I saw blood and dead bodies everywhere.

I spotted Marcos and ran to him, relieved to see that he was unharmed—but my father was in terrible shape.

I lowered my head and started crying.

The medic arrived but said there was nothing he could do. The wounds were deep and numerous, and he had lost too much blood.

My father looked at me and said everything would be fine, that he was happy to leave me in Marcos’ care, and that now he would finally reunite with my mother—his mate—who had passed away when she gave birth to me.

Marcos:

Nataniel called me over and told me to protect Zara and the pack with my life, just as he had done.

I promised him I would.

Then, he named me the Alpha of the pack.

I felt a surge of strength in my body.

My eyes changed color—a dark red.

I howled once again, and instinctively, everyone bowed their heads—everyone except my Luna.

She said her final goodbye to her father.

I felt her pain and knelt beside her.

Nataniel passed away just seconds later…

Zara:

My heart ached like never before. My father took a piece of me with him.

Then, I looked at Marcos, who held me close and whispered,

“My Luna, we will get through this together.”

Marcos:

I walked to the gates, where hundreds of wolves were waiting for me.

I announced that they were free to go their own way or join the Lunae Pack, where I was now their Alpha.

The choice was theirs.

They all exchanged glances before lowering their heads in reverence to their Alpha.

From that day forward, our pack grew to 700 members.

Zara:

As I was heading back to the shelter, I saw a woman crying in pain, hiding when she noticed me.

I told her to stay calm, that everything would be okay.

She had fought as an enemy warrior, but she was pregnant. The Alpha had forced her to fight, and now she had been wounded in the back—she was dying.

Her name was Olivia Max.

She looked at me with desperation and begged me to care for her child as my own.

I immediately called for the medic, but by the time he arrived, she had already passed away.

He cut open her belly and delivered the baby—a beautiful boy with black hair and green eyes.

I looked at him with a mother’s love, and in that moment, he became my son.

Luana’s Thoughts:

Moon… This can’t be… Orfeu isn’t my blood brother…

Now it all makes sense—that’s why he doesn’t like me.

I won’t even look at him until he speaks up, but… deep down, my heart felt relieved upon hearing those words.

My wolf rejoiced like never before.

Orfeu’s Thoughts:

I’m not the Alpha’s son.

My mother died in battle because of a foolish Alpha.

I have no family.

I’m no one.

And Luana isn’t my sister…

Hearing that made my wolf howl and my heart fill with emotions I couldn’t understand.

I lowered my head and began crying for the first time in my life.

Marcos and Zara approached Orfeu.

Marcos:

“Orfeu, you will always be our son, no matter what blood runs through your veins…

You have our love and care as parents. I hope you won’t reject us.”

Zara:

“Son, we love you, and we will always be by your side.

You are part of our family, and that will never change.”