Romans & histoires Gustafa Harvest Moon

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.

Carra interrupted her, and said with a faint expression. Carra already knew that Audrey was really pregnant, and also knew the truth about the fire that day. After a fateful incident, some years ago, Algernon had grown to dislike Carra. So, after getting intimate with Audrey, his preferred choice, Audrey always talked to him about how stupid her sister was, which made Algernon even more determine to do everything possible to give up his arranged marriage. However, he needed a good reason to do so according to the code between the Lycans and Machans.

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”

~Harper's POV~ “You already know my name is Harper Rae. I was born a member of the Foul Moon Pack. They are a growing mass of the most vile and dishonorable horde of wolves. It is not a rumor; they are recognized to be hate-filled and ruthless. They are nasty and take what they want. It is not beneath them to kill, steal, burn, and destroy anything and everything for their own nasty barbaric pleasure. Alpha Thane Kago took his father’s place as the leader of Foul Moon Pack nearly six months ago, and it has been my living hell ever since.

I could only wish that she would be fine, even though Aries wanted to do more than that, but Lucia was in my way, as usual. “The blood moon harvest is next weekend, and as usual, you shall be my date.” She giggled. I nodded at her, even though she was the last person I wanted to go to the harvest with. Maybe, just maybe, I could have my way this year and go with the person I want.

And I will be there, every step of the way. “You will,” I promise. “And when that day comes, you’ll be ready.” .... That evening, the moon rises full and golden over the festival grounds, casting a soft glow on the faces of my pack. Laughter rings out, children dance with garlands in their hair, and the scent of roasted meat and sweet wine fills the air. The Harvest Moon is sacred to us, it’s when we give thanks for survival, for family, for love that endures. I stand before them all, my people, my warriors, my family. And for once, I don’t speak as the Alpha commanding attention, but as a man who’s lived, lost, and found his way again.

I didn’t like fighting with him, it was annoying to handle. Stephan broke the silence first. "Hey, so have you been preparing for the festival?” I tucked the chocolate box under my arm. "What festival?" "The Harvest Moon Festival," he rolled his eyes, falling into step beside me as we started down the stairs together. "It's next week, Rora. Did you forget?” I shook my head but he didn’t look like he believed me. "Okay, it may have slipped my mind.” "Typical of you," Stephan said, and I smacked his arm causing him to laugh. "But I’m looking forward to the moon dance this year, last year was amazing and I think you should participate."

And just how much that hubris had cost, not just him, but those he held most dear. So, this Harvest Moon, he relished the silence before the storm. This time of year, the sun was already beginning to set behind the New York skyline, bathing the sky in shades of ochre and amber. The full moon rose high and full in the distance, making his Wolf sing beneath his skin. The post-meeting run would be especially invigorating this year. Season of change, indeed. “Well met, August.”

It was time. The harvest moon only showed up, the dark clouds giving it space to take over the sky. Beautiful glowing and round, it was the harvest moon. Maddox looked to gaze at the round disc, he would shift to his true form but he has important works to do at the moment. The colour of the eyes of the hybrid child changes and it twinkled under the moonlight. "Oh! Look at you. About to shift, young hybrid?" Paxson stared at the child and laughed hysterically.

Right there. That was where the bond had formed. For one blinding moment, when Olivia's wolf had awakened and the Moon Goddess had tied our souls together, I had felt it. A pull so strong it had nearly brought me to my knees. A connection that went deeper than blood, deeper than duty, deeper than anything I had ever known. And then I had severed it. I had looked into her eyes and said the words that would destroy her. "The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake." I squeezed my eyes shut.