Novel & Cerita Blame It On The Moon

"S-Something will always haunt all of us. But that doesn't mean you don't deserve all that life has to offer. Because you do. You deserve happiness. She would have wanted that for you." “ Do you think so?” He asked looking at me "I know," I confirm. "And f-for you, it was probably hard to see that what happened wasn't your fault. It becomes so hard to stop blaming yourself when what you experienced feels so real, so dependent on your actions. But some things are always going to be out of our control. So, what happened? It was Blood Moon's fault. All of it. Not yours. I know people have probably told you that before, but--"

Five years of praying to the Moon Goddess and blaming myself when those prayers went unanswered. And all along, it had never been my fault. Every accusation I had swallowed over the years flashed through my mind. The pitying looks. The whispered conversations. The nights I had cried alone after another month of disappointment. I had blamed myself for all of it. I had stood before the Moon Goddess and begged to know what was wrong with me. Nothing. There had never been anything wrong with me. The man who shared my bed had been poisoning my future one cup at a time. A sharp ache spread through my chest. They had watched me suffer and let me believe I deserved it.

The Silver Moon Pack, still reeling from recent events, gathered in anticipation of the upcoming Moonlight ceremony, where the Moon Goddess was expected to grace them with her presence. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of hope and determination to move forward. In the midst of the preparations, Mara, the Luna, was engrossed in arranging flowers for the ceremony. The pack members worked together to beautify the garden, eager for a moment of solace and connection with their divine deity. However, the tranquility was shattered when Carla, a disgruntled and vengeful member of the pack, suddenly launched a furious attack on Mara. Her eyes burned with rage as she yelled, threatening to end Ma

I should've obeyed Mom and not made her angry. Crying echoed from the laundry room, so loud it felt like it shook the floor. In my room, a little figure was crying in silence. Maple curled up into a ball, punching her mouth with her little fists. "You fool! What does this have to do with you?" I screamed. "You can't even speak or write. Why are you punching yourself?" It hurt so much watching Maple. I tried to pull her hand away, but I couldn't touch her at all. "At the end of the day, it's because I took your life. I ruined your life. Now, I guess I've paid it back."

I didn't want to know what happened to her, I didn't want to know if she'd screamed, I didn't want to know if at the last second she'd blamed me for her getting killed. I knew Irana wouldn't blame me, but I wished she would. It's was my fault, if I'd went home with her instead of ditching her then maybe she wouldn't be dead. The wolves might have left her alone. Part of me knew that weather I was there or not wouldn't have changed it but I needed someone to blame, and I couldn't yell at the wolves.

She immediately throws both her hands in the air, a look of deep regret crossing her features. "Misunderstanding! It's a total misunderstanding!" she babbles, eyeing the dark muzzle of my gun. "I swear, I forgot I even had a roommate! It's the Blood Moon's fault. It messes with our heads. I'll lock my door next time, I promise!" The Blood Moon. I finally lower the gun. "What the hell is the Blood Moon?" Liviel rubs the red mark on her forehead, clearly wanting to put some distance between herself and my gun. She pushes past me and steps out onto the balcony.

“He’s going to need your help.” I stare at him confused and he sighs as he explains all of the FULL truth, “So, you see, Kane blames himself,” he finishes up the story and I ponder everything he has just told me. “But it wasn’t hit fault,” I sigh, leaning against the tree and he nods. “I know that, but he doesn’t,” he confesses. “He thinks that the Moon Goddess blames him.” I think back to my time with her and shake my head quickly, “If she did, then she wouldn’t have told me to trust him,”

"My love, this is not your fault! There's absolutely nothing for me to forgive you about! I threatened to leave you before because I didn't understand the whole story. Now that I do, I want you to know that I'm not blaming you." "You– you're not!?..." He asks with surprise. "But you were so upset just now. You cried so hard..." "Yes, I was upset but not with you, baby... I cried because I missed Martha. I will never see her again, you understand... I also cried because of our baby. I won't get to hold him in my arms as I yearned. But even as I cried, I understood that everything that had happened to us so far had been predetermined by Moon goddess. I don't blame you so please don't blame you

Lila's voice pleaded, a heartbreaking vulnerability surfacing. "He's our torment, Lila. Our nightmare," I replied, tears streaming down my face. The battle between us raged on, a war of wills within the confines of my mind. I was going crazy, I was going to war with my own kind against my own wolf over some damn mate. I blame the moon goddess for this, I blame that woman for not making me mates with someone who would actually treasure me or make me mate less. Not some monster who only cared about war.

But as it seems now, letting her die here in my hands is sometimes I don't think I'll be able to forgive myself for. I'll forever blame myself! "Go on, son… if you say you're not going to mate with her now all because of your promise to the moon goddess, don't mate with her! Because you're trying to tell us now that the moon goddess is stupid for causing this!" Mother blasts as she barges in with father. "Do it son." Head alpha supports.