Novel & Cerita Daughters Of The Moon Goddess

Athena reminded me, and I had no idea how she had such an unwavering devotion to the moon goddess when she did not help us find our little girl and it has been twenty-four years, “Athena, how can you harbour such faith within yourself?” “Because I have you standing by me and we have a pack that depends on us; I am Zephyra’s mother and the bond between mother and child never weaken, our daughter is blessed and protected by the Moon goddess, just wait and see. I can feel she is alive, and I know she is looking at that necklace and trying to figure out what we meant” “My sweetheart…” she rendered me speechless, the number of wolves she fought to get any clues about our daughter’s location from

I felt Brian’s hand slowly pulling away from mine. “Fuck!” Brian said angrily, pacing around the room. “I know it's disheartening for you, but please don't dwell too much on it. The moon goddess will bless us with an heir that would rule the pack very soon,” Jade said and excused himself out of the room. Brian took a sharp look at me once before storming out of the room with Becca following him. I closed my eyes tightly as I held onto my lower abdomen. “That was my little pup. But now, it's… gone.” I sobbed.

I look out the window looking at the skies and the star, and I think of the huge mess the moon goodness put me in, “Moon goddess is this how you pair your mates, evil people to exploit the good, then never let me be paired with anyone else again, let me be alone and die alone, being alone would be better than this pain.” I walk towards my room and cry myself to sleep, I will never trust another woman again.

The moment my consciousness sank into boundless darkness, I thought it was the end. But then, warmth seeped into me. My eyes fluttered open, and I saw the moon goddess again. "...Dear moon goddess?" I whispered, my voice echoing in the vast, starry void. "My mission failed. I didn't win anyone's love." The Goddess's compassionate gaze fell upon me, her ethereal voice echoing through the space, reaching the very depths of my being. [Child, according to our agreement, with the failure of your mission and confirmation of your death, your consciousness should have completely dissipated.]

It was as smooth as honey, but you could tell that it held a power that was unimaginable. Selena could feel some form of fear, but she felt safe nevertheless. She released a shaky breath and then said, “You’re…you’re her. You’re the Moon goddess, aren’t you?” The goddess chuckled freely. “I am,” She replied. “I am the one whom you have told everyone you don’t believe in.”

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

he growls, "tell me now." The aggression in his tone seems to take her by surprise. She tosses her hair behind her shoulder and leans against a tree, folding her arms. Her face remains emotionless. "Centuries ago, the Moon Goddess created the first werewolves. We began as one kingdom, it was strong, prosperous, and peaceful. I ruled alongside my true mate, and we had seven daughters together. He wanted an heir, but it never happened. One day he was unfaithful and while I was withering in pain in bed, our higher-ranked wolves were ordered to murder my daughters. I too was supposed to die that day, but I fought each and every one of them and killed them all, saving my mate for last. After bury

I shake my head, my mind thinking too many things at once, “why not Rafe? Jesse?” He shrugs. “The sons belong to their fathers. The daughters – they are the true children of the moon.” My brow knits together at this cryptic statement, but I have no time, really to think on it because the God – he holds out a hand to me. Instinctually, I flinch away. He laughs. “Your mother,” he says, shaking his head with a sigh, keeping the hand outstretched. “She taught you not to recognize me, only to fear me. But not only danger lurks in the darkness, moon daughter. Great beauty is there as well.”

"She and I are one and the same, bound by threads of destiny and love. Some of my power flows in her, for it is a gift I give in aid of the great responsibility she will bear." Her words had a profound impact on us, evoking a mix of admiration, reverence, and lingering apprehension. I gazed upon my daughter, filled with a sense of wonder, as I came to understand the divine nature that resides within her. As Rose and Zinnia received the Moon Goddess's blessings, a profound sense of gratitude washed over me for the precious gift our family had been given.