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Jack, Dave and Daisy all bow their heads in submission thanking her profusely before even knowing what the gift is, they are just grateful for her willingness to help. "The gift I am about to bestow on you has only been given to one other, it will increase your strength and create a bond between you that will never be broken, know this though, if the gift is mistreated it will be removed, this is something I have considered for a long time and if successful will be bestowed upon all of my children in time," the moon goddess then claps her hands once and the sound reverberates around the clearing, before vanishing before their very eyes.

“Parts of it might be for you. Like the Moon Ceremony. But you will love it trust me.” Her brow lifted. “Moon Ceremony?” “It’s a ritual honoring the Moon Goddess. Each pack offers a gift and renews their vows to keep peace. I’ve gone since I was a boy.” She looked intrigued now. “What kind of gifts?” “It varies. Some bring rare herbs, it could be rare weapons too, others offer a story or performance.” Her lips curled slightly. “Maybe I’ll offer Alicia a punch in the face.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That wouldn’t go over well.”

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.

Phoenix strings lights and then strings more lights and then adds two more strands because apparently the first pass was insufficient, and the compound looks like something between a biker ceremony and an ancient wolf ritual, which is exactly what we are. Gifts arrive from everywhere. Pack allies, wolves we healed, alphas who attended the Moonfire Accord—all of them sending things, small and significant, blessed blankets and carved protective tokens and handmade items from people who have very little and sent something anyway. One package comes with a note that makes me sit down: The Moonfire Luna gave us hope when we had nothing. Now her daughter will grow up knowing the whole world is glad

"Margaret believes she's won. She believes we're beaten. Be that as it may, we have something she doesn't. We have one another. We have trust. Furthermore, we have this." I lifted my hands, and the shimmering light became more brilliant. The wolves wheezed as the light spread, contacting every one of them. Where it passed, wounds recuperated, sluggishness disappeared, and strength returned. "This is the gift of the Moon Goddess," I proceeded. "With this, we can push back the murkiness. In any case, I want your assistance. I really want your solidarity, your boldness, your conviction." A mumble of understanding went through the group, becoming stronger. I grinn

Back then, the council hadn't been formed and it was the first time anyone had ever seen the Gifted Wolf. "Legend says that they were the first pack ever created under the moon hence the name, Wolf Moon or Chaste Moon," I shrugged, leaving out the part about my ancestors. That would have probably bored her to death. "Not all legends are true," she sashayed her way to the freezer, pulling out a tub of choc mint ice cream and two spoons from the drawer. It was like she already made this her home.

"A special thank you to the Alphas and Lunas who have traveled from far and wide to partake in this year’s Celestial Bonding at Moonshade pack." He goes on to explain the significance of the night. “The bonding eclipse moon is a rare gift from the Moon Goddess. It was created to help our kind find their fated mates more easily, heightening our senses to its peak.” Then, a dark smirk plays on his lips. "It also, as many of you already know, makes everyone a little extra aroused and… horny."

She grabbed the card to find Leader Xavier’s beautiful handwritten note. “Dearest Claire and Jack. I know that the separation will be hard on the both of you. When you touch one, the other moon globe will light up. If you should ever find yourself wishing you could see one another or you think of each other, gently touch the moon. And it will let each other know. Stephanie has one as well, so don’t play too much with them. All the best, Xavier.” Figures a werewolf would gift a moon.

But that was not the gift. "Is this what I think it is?" he asked, amazed. "It's a small piece of the moon." I smiled sheepishly. "The moon goddess gave me permission to take a small piece of rock with my magic. I had to mould it and almost destroyed it on more than one occasion. Do you like it?" "What if I like it?" Her hetero chromatic eyes glittered at seeing the small pebble moulded into the shape of a half moon. I did not expect him to tightly cling to my body. I could feel his heart accelerating, it exuding happiness. He handed me kisses on my face and hair, making me laugh by tickling.

Nobody is shy in the werewolf community, nudity is a very common occurance. Making it over to his pack member, who looked away with a tear in his eye, he found Emma curled up in the fetal position, burnt to a crisp. The only thing recognizable on her was the necklace his mother had given her for her 10th birthday. Jaxon tried to touch her but what was left of her body crumbled into ash and drifted away in the night breeze. The moon was still high in the sky and seemed even more red and ominous than normal.