All Chapters of Warrior to Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Hello, I am Dira Lockstar. I am a werewolf. I don't shift half a woman and half a wolf, but Reneeira she takes over, and she is beautiful. Like I was saying, I am part of the Dark Claw Mountain pack. Even though we run together under the full moon, and as exhilarating as it sounds, I have always stood out due to my size and my curves; aside from growing up with a killer right hook, it improved by protecting my best friend Allen, the Delta Heir, whose a genius from being bullied. I aim to become part of our pack warrior's elite team. I enjoy a good fight. To tell you a little bit about me. My parents, Sylvia and Raoul, were fated, but Dad died when I was 12 in a car accident, and no amount of werewolf healing could bring him back from Death's door. I know Mom still mourns him and misses him, and what they had was the dream, the other half of your soul, the one person that completes you. If I am honest, I am terrified of it. The pack has a motto, or you can say it is a way of life rat

The Mate Ball is finally today, and everyone is excited about it. The pack seems lively, with everyone enjoying the festivities, which means our borders are triple protected, even our Southern side since it’s mostly our beaches. Reneeira has been pacing around all morning, and quite frankly, she’s giving me a headache. I reach out to her, “What’s with you today, Reneeira?, You are digging a hole in my brain with all the pacing around you are doing”, I tell her, rather annoying. “Sorry, Dira, I just can’t help this feeling,” she said. “What do you mean, what feeling? Is everything okay?” I told, my voice sounding a bit panicky. “Can you feel like something is in the air?” She asks. “No,” I answered. “Silly girl, you being a year older? “ she said mischievously. “Are you kidding me?” I raised my voice at her a bit. “You have any idea how on edge you had me just now?” I demanded from her. Reneeira just rolled her belly up with her wolfy grin “ Silly girl is finally time to meet our ma

Ryker’s - In my arms… Dira, that’s her name. I can’t believe that I have her in my arms. She is soft to the touch even with that sinful dress she is wearing, I have a couple of ideas of where I should place it on, and none are on her body. She is visibly shocked. Her big chocolate eyes are staring right back at me. I can feel people staring holes into our bubble, but I don’t care. I only care about her at this moment. I break eye contact and lower my gaze to her lips, and red lipstick suits her. I want to bite into them to savor her. I lean in to whisper, “Follow me, darling.” I see her nod slightly, still in a trance with the mate bond. The spark, goddess that you created is beyond words, I think to myself. I mind-link Leno and Nora to follow me. I see them a step away next to double doors, just looking at us with amusing expressions. As we started walking towards the double doors, someone called out to Dira, she turned to see someone jogging towards us, and I recognized him as

Dira's POV - Walking away I am stunned to silence by the behavior of this girl. I catch her name, Carolina, and she is a rank-blood wolf. How is she behaving like a mad woman? I need to take a mental note to ask Ryker about this, about what she said about giving herself to him to be a bed warmer. I am no saint; I had my fair share of "lovers," so I can't judge him. "Everything before me is in the past, but will his stay in the past as well?" I ask myself as I keep observing the situation and assessing it. I can feel Ryker's anger and powerful aura rolling off him. I glance at the Beta female who has been by his side, submitting and baring her neck, yet I am unaffected. Strange, but at the same time amusing. I can feel her rage towards me and feel like she is saying stuff to get a rise out of me. I don't do drama, and I don't do jealousy. Why should I? The mate bond is sacred and should be regarded on par as we worship our goddess Selene. I can smell trouble more than a mile a

As we walked into my room, I could feel the excitement radiating from her. She is sassy, and she is in control. I take my time to observe her as she walks in, and I follow behind her. I take in her form, the sway of her hips when she walks, how that dress hugs her curves, how her body is screaming to be freed from the constraints of the fabric. She walks around the room, and I look at her gorgeous face, enthralled by her presence. She stops by the big windows overlooking the mountain forest. I know she can feel me approaching. I place my hand softly on her shoulders, swiping her hair from her neck and placing a kiss at the base of her neck. I feel her shudder, and she gives me more access to her neck. She shifts her weight slightly. She's not as tall as me, but enough that I don't have to bend over, especially with the help of her heels. I would like those heels to stay on while I savor her. I smirk at the idea, and Domino readily agrees with me. I circle my arms around her w