A Beast's Love Is Like The Moon Novels & Stories

“Days, maybe. The baby is connected to the moon phases in a curious way. A week from the next full moon is all the time you’ve got.” I swore out loud, raking my hand through my hair. The next full moon was three days off. Three long days to make a choice about whether or not I’d be willing to risk my pack for a child who wasn’t blood of my blood but was mine in very way that counted. I started to leave, the air in the den clotting my throat, but Mara’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Choose carefully, Derrick. Power is a heavy crown, but love is heavier.”

I rip the blindfold off and suck in a shaky breath. I’m tied to a jagged rock face in the middle of the woods. And the moon— The moon is wrong. It’s the brightest I’ve ever seen. Huge and blinding. So vivid it feels alive, like it’s watching me back. This isn’t just a full moon. I untie myself completely and sink to the ground, legs weak. Somewhere far away, the pack is probably sleeping peacefully, relieved and safe. I should run. But someone is walking toward me.

It was aiming for me. The Second Beast came at me like a living avalanche. Its crimson eyes burned with ancient hatred, its jaws opened wide enough to swallow me whole. "Thea!" Kael's roar echoed through the cavern. The mate bond surged violently. I felt his fear as though it were my own. Not fear of dying. Fear of losing me. Time slowed. The Beast was only a few feet away, its claws tearing through the stone beneath it, its breath smelling of ash and decay. For one terrifying heartbeat, I couldn't move. Then a warm voice whispered inside my mind. "Do not run." My wolf. She sounded stronger than ever. "Stand." Another voice followed, deeper, older. The First Wolf. "You carry the moon." "Trus

’ He added in finality. And now, I’m here, with her. “What are you trying to say, Scar?” She asks again. I look at her, softly. I close the distance between us. No space left. “I’m saying… let’s fix this. Like wolves do. As Alpha and Luna. Let's morph, fight this out in the wild, if we have to. But let's fix this.” I smile, gently. My fingers trail along her face. She leans into my touch. “Loyalty for a lifetime… just like in the wild.” I lean in.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

"You love the night?" "I do," he responded. "I used to love it too." "What did you love the most about it?" "The moon," Loque Bella answered and faintly smiled to herself, remembering the sight of the last moon she saw. "The full moon. Round and shining bright, goodness, I absolutely loved the sight of it. I would sit by the window for hours just staring at it. It's light captivated me so much I felt like it was speaking to me." "When was the last time you saw the moon?"

Just before the Moon Goddess disappeared She saw the porch lights come on as Nezerra, Mack, and Ashur came running out. “Felan, are you ok? What are you doing out here?” Nezerra said as he approached her. “I was speaking with the Moon Goddess. After what happened last night, I was feeling sad and angry and my heart was hurting. The Moon Goddess helped me understand why some things happen and looked what I did.” She said as the three of them followed her gaze to the freshly bloomed flowers and the tree.

They drew their strength from the moon. In her peripheral vision, she noticed the beast staring at the sky. He matched her steps. “This land is cursed. After the war, the moon refused to light our skies,” she informed, though she knew he already knew that. But she believed making small conversations would lighten the mood. “Our ancestors believed a Lycan’s strength often depleted when he entered our lands.” “I’m strong.” This time she swore she heard him. She stopped to glance at him. “I bet I heard you saying you’re strong.” The beast tilted his head to the side, his eyes growing wider.

I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals. The moon hung high and full overhead. Two women ran along the trail with LED running lights around their upper arms and they both gasped when I passed them. I hid my speed as much as I dared. Let them think what they wanted. Like I could be an Olympian runner. I didn’t care. I needed to find that omega. Her honeysuckle and light cinnamon scent drifted on the wind like a thread among the pollution of the city. I quickened my steps and I didn’t care who saw me. The urge to find her squeezed my chest until I felt like I couldn’t take in enough air.

"I choose you too, Lin. Through every howl, every victory, and every quiet moment like this one." The diamond stone, nestled between them, seemed to glow with a subtle radiance, as if mirroring the warmth of their connection. Lin turned her gaze to it, then back to Hunter, her eyes filled with a soft affection. "Our love is like the phases of the moon, Hunter. It waxes and wanes, but it's always there, a constant in our ever-changing lives." Hunter nodded in agreement. "And just like the moon, our love has a gravitational pull. It keeps us tethered, even when the world around us spins in chaos."