" Phoenix.... Phoenix?" I whispered in his ear. He groaned and went back to sleep. 'Great. Now I can leave ' I thought as I quietly snuck out of the bed and replaced myself with my pillow. Then I left the room and snuck down the stairs towards the front door.
I had a lot of questions and I needed answers. Those two are the only ones who can help me.
Once I was outside, I let go of the breath I had been holding. I looked around the white covered ground, " Damn. That's a lot of snow" I muttered and stuffed my fingers into my warm pockets.
I tried to be as quiet as possible as I headed towards the dungeons. The darkness of the night helped me camouflage and become one with nature. I didn't want to alert the warriors on patrol.
Soon, I was at my
PhoenixA sigh escaped my lips as my eyes wandered to the clock. Clover has been in her room for hours now. I get the reason anyway. Who wouldn't be perplexed and confused about such a news. But....None of this was making any sense!How could it be that someone, who fell off a cliff and died, is suddenly alive? It doesn't make sense.According to what Clover told me, the cliff was really high up, no living thing can survive it.Maybe it's a miracle. Maybe the moon goddess didn't want her dead...Be real...she's not that gracious...True...or what if mates mother never actually fell? What if she was saved? Or what if that Alpha already had a plan?...Think about it...
This week has been so hectic. We are planning the silver moon festival and it's been a disaster. Why?... because as the luna, I have failed to get the job right.I literally destroyed the plan and now nobody trusts me. I felt worthless when Aunt Renee said I should just leave it to the pack members. I knew she meant no harm, but...I sighed, " This isn't for me" I mumbled and buried my face into the pillow.Knock. Knock.I groaned, " Go away" I said and hoped the intruder got the message. The person knocked again, " I said go away. Don't you understand?" I snapped.The other side became quiet. I guess the person left.Suddenly
LANDONI was seating on the ground in a clearing, I watched the birds and the squirrels return to their trees and nests. The sun was setting in the distance and so my surroundings became quiet. I hadn't gone home since yesterday. I dug my fingers into the thin layered snow. The cold days had come.I stared up at the sky and sighed, " what am I to do?" I asked myself. Flashes of yesterday's event invade my thoughts and I quickly grow frustrated.Go home to mate...My wolf answers my question quietly. I scoffed at the suggestion, " And do what? She doesn't want to see me...or have you forgotten?" I asked him. He whimpers and crawls to the back of my mind.Everything was going so well until yesterday. She was starting to open up to me about her worries, we were final
The silver moon festival was tomorrow and the day of my departure was the day after. I know it seems like we're rushing, but we need to move fast.Phoenix had called for a meeting at the pack house dinning area. My eyes shifted around the table as everyone took their seats. By everyone I mean, Tobias, Landon, Trevor and Felix.The last two looked like they wanted to be anywhere but here. I wouldn't wonder why, since Phoenix won't stop glaring at them, Trevor especially.Remember that I told Phoenix about him and Giselle being mates. I'd managed to stop him from ripping the poor guy apart, but that wouldn't stop him from wishing he could. I chuckled and placed my hand over his clenched fist, " stop it" I whispered to him. Phoenix scoffed and entwined our fingers, " Can't I just strangle them a little?" He asked loud enough for the two men to back away in fear.I rolled my eyes and turned
**********************************We've been walking for like thirty minutes and Phoenix hasn't said a word to me. I could feel his uneasiness and I could tell that he wasn't in the mood to talk, so I respected his silent decision and followed quietly.I wonder where mate is taking us...Me too...His wolf doesn't want to tell me...I think we should let him be...I told her and glanced at his hand, buried deep in the pocket of his coat, playing with his cigarette lighter. It's a miracle that he hasn't been burned yet.Finally, we got to a small clearing with a cabin standing in the middle beside a tall oak tree. Although the cabin looked old and was covered in vines, it still had the power to falter my steps and stare in awe.It looked like something out of a fairytal
It was finally the day of the festival. Every single person in the pack was even busier than yesterday. I was standing by the long banquet table, staring in awe at the beautifully decorated clearing. Just yesterday it looked like the work would never end, but now it's...glorious. " Um...e-excuse me Luna, can you please move a bit?" A small strained voice asked. I made way for the small teen boy, " Sorry" I smiled and helped him put the tray on the table. He blushed a little and bowed, ready to walk away. But I stopped him, " Simon, is it?" I asked the boy. He flinched and nodded. I used to see him stumbling around the pack house kitchen, the boy was quite clumsy and small for his age. " C-can I help you with s-something, Luna?" He asked with his head down. I want to pinch his face. "Can I pinch your face?" I asked without missing a beat. To say he look
" You're going to throw up if you keep eating so much" Tobias told Doe who just ignored him and put the remaining piece of chicken in her mouth, " And as I've told you...I'm eating for two" she said. Tobias huffed and continued to glare at her. I chuckled at their cute banter.The festival had been great so far, but I couldn't wait for the main rituals to begin.The main rituals were three in total. First we have The Mate Dance, this is for mated pairs only. It's a strange dance that shows or gives praise to the goddess for our mates...or something like that.Then there's The Marking. Not like biting or stuff like that. This one is for the entire pack. Special paint made by witches, from moon dust, sun dust, first snow water, dew drops and white roses. Weird, right? Anyway, this one is mostly like drawing tattoos, but with the feather from a white owl.
Third person The time for the rituals had come and Clover felt every fibre of her being tingle with excitement. It wasn't her fault. Although back in her former pack they did celebrate the moon festival, they didn't really enjoy it because they were constantly on the run from that beast. As she looked around at all the mated pairs that stood in the clearing, who were ready to perform the mate dance, which was the first of three rituals, all her previous excitement washed away and butterflies fluttered about in her stomach. She faced her mate, who was listening intently to what the elder on the stage was saying. Phoenix felt her distress before she could even speak up. He looked at her and asked in a worried tone, " What is the problem?", She chewed on the inside of her cheek before standing on her toe and whispering in his ear, "