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She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

"The one who doesn't live in denial and delusion because he is avoiding the reality. That's what she wanted me to relay to you. Now, this isn't in my own words and I am sure you wouldn't want to go against the orders of the moon goddess," "But that's going to be hard," She shook her head. "Not at all. The chemistry is there. I see the way you talk about her. I see the way you stare at her and I do not even need the moon goddess telling me that there is a hint of attraction in your eyes. Awe, ardor. But you're good at masking it. Really really good. I only get to see one slip on a week or two so yes," Leon groaned and fell back against his seat. He stared at Delilah who shrugged and stood to

Katherine murmured, reaching to the sky with her heart expressing the tune she worshipped the Moon Goddess with, “Distant moon, so big and bright Softest silver glowing through the night High atop, the mountain gold Sun unseen, the world is cold.” Katherine sung those words, with tears flowing from her eyes at the numbness of her body. She couldn’t even use her moon powers because they weren’t available. “…Here I wait, and here I stand Early morning northern hour hand Studying, in solitude Looking for a hidden clue.” “I-Is this the end?” Delilah let out, hating that she wasn’t still powerful enough in the end. Her thoughts were on the people she cared about... and she didn’t even get to see

If not dying, maybe suffering enough to wish for death. The plants around the Darkmoon pack are poisonous. I’m still in the middle of my decision making when I hear footsteps and a familiar scent fills the place. Delilah enters, holding an empty glass in her hand. She has taken her makeup and clothes off, now dressed in only sweats and a tank top. Even that looks nice on her. She is the type of person that will make a sack look nice, She notices me, standing clueless in the middle of the large spotless kitchen. Her eyes go from me to the things laid out on the counter and she raises a brow.

The plants around the Darkmoon pack are poisonous. I’m still in the middle of my decision making when I hear footsteps and a familiar scent fills the place. Delilah enters, holding an empty glass in her hand. She has taken her makeup and clothes off, now dressed in only sweats and a tank top, they look nice on her. She notices me, standing clueless in the middle of the large spotless kitchen. Her eyes go from me to the things laid out on the counter and she raises a brow.

Zeke added with a chuckle, flipping off the light and locking the door behind him. Upstairs, the living room was a cozy nest of bodies. Delilah had emerged from the bedroom, her lithe form clad in nothing but a silk robe that barely covered her curves. She spotted Eli and Damien sprawled on the sofa, Eli still half-asleep from his earlier subspace crash, and Damien dozing lightly with an arm draped over him. With a playful grin, Delilah pounced, straddling them both and pressing her body down on top of the pile. Her robe rode up, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy as she ground lightly against Damien's thigh, waking him with a start.

“ Elsewhere in the palace, under the pale silver light of the moon, Delilah stood silently by a large glass window in her bedchamber. The night was quiet, but her heart was loud. Her thoughts ran wild. Behind her, her two mates, King Maxwell and Alpha Farrell, lay asleep, their strong bodies resting after days of stress and preparation for battle. But Delilah could not sleep. Not tonight. She wore a soft white robe that fluttered slightly in the breeze. Her bare feet were cold against the marble floor. Her golden hair spilled down her back like silk. She stared at the moon, the stars, and the deep blue sky, her eyes distant. Everything had changed. The Moon Goddess had told her she was the m

"No wonder you needed me here, you're such a big girl. I was hoping you would scream like a big pretty girl you are." I laughed hard grabbing him by the shoulders then changed into a devilishly smile. "Thanks for the help but I had it under my control and no, I called you so I could sacrifice to the moon goddess. She sure needs some fresh tasty blood. Don't worry, you can scream all you want when she comes out."

She spoke with reasoning and elegancy, as well as the moon sign on her forehead. "If you are truly sent by the moon goddess," He stares at her, studying her, but it was hard to read her mind because her face was blank. "Then Can you tell me why the moon goddess has forsaken us?." There is slight anger in his tune that its almost impossible to notice how furious he was inside. Myra felt deeply hurt that her people thought she had forsaken them. If only thy knew. "She didn't..." She tries explaining but is cut off by another question from Kendrick through grited teeth.

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.