Novel & Cerita Is Nakime An Upper Moon

Just as I was about to send one, a message arrived. I skimmed through it, “Alpha Nikolas, Lady Tania, blah blah blah. Whatever.” I almost ignored the message until I saw the words, ‘Moon Gala.’ “Moon Gala?” My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. I read the message carefully and realized that Nikolas and I were invited to the Moon Gala. My heart raced, and I couldn't contain my joy. The Moon Gala is a rare and significant event that occurs only once every 135 years, bringing together many pack Alphas and pack Lunas, regardless of their differences and past battles.

The moon hung low in the sky, its silver light casting an ethereal glow over the clearing. It was a waxing gibbous, nearly full, the night thick with anticipation for what was to come. Tomorrow, they would march on Sakura Heiei, a mission to rescue Johnson, Isagani, and the others who had been captured. Alice knew she had to be ready—her powers of vision, psychometry, and telepathy were their key to survival. But controlling them in this era had always been a struggle, and tonight was her last chance to master them before the dangerous mission.

“Not like a rock falling from the sky. More like… it was pushed out of place.” Nightreach folded his arms. “By you.” Nyxara winced. “Unintentionally.” Selune shook her head. “The Moon is bound to the world. It cannot simply leave orbit.” Nyxara sighed. “Apparently, tonight is the night everything we thought was impossible becomes a suggestion.” Kaelion exhaled slowly. “So the Moon is still there,” he said carefully. “Just… displaced.” “Sleeping,” Nyxara said. Ironclaw’s Alpha stared. “You knocked out a god.”

Here's a little cheat sheet for the packs. Alpha Merrick and Luna Gracelyn - Harvest Moon Alpha Zion (currently unmated but that may change soon;)) - Blue Moon Alpha Aydin and Luna Tessa - Waning Moon Alpha Kolter and Luna Kinsley - Waxing Moon Alpha David and Luna Christina - Silver Moon ......................................................... “So,” she continued, her tone lighter, “with that being said, Blood Moon pack will not be a part of this war and I will be keeping a close eye on them.”

One of the council elders, a sharp-nosed woman with white hair, leaned forward. “Impossible. No wolf has ever bonded to more than one mate.” “I didn’t choose it,” I said flatly. “You expect us to believe the Moon Goddess made a mistake?” she snapped. I held her gaze. “I think you’re all afraid she didn’t.” A murmur ran through the Elders. Alpha Darius raised a hand again, silencing it. “She’s touched by something,” another Elder said, older, quieter. “But it may not be the Moon.”

It looks so magical. When Chris was teaching me about mutolupus’ I learned that humans call them ‘werewolves’ and think they shift when there is a full moon. The idea is kind of funny to me. Imagine not being able to control when you shifted, that would be torture. What’s also funny is a mutolupus has no ties to the moon at all, in fact, they’re more connected to the sun than the moon. At least that’s what I was told. Nagata aren’t tied to the sun or moon, or anything like that… at least I don’t think we are. A mutolupus shifts for the first time at sunrise on their sixteenth birthday, but nagatas are born with the ability to shift, so I’m pretty certain we’re not linked to the planets or se

"It would be a mass grave." "Then we fix the moon," Neoma said. I blinked. My eyes burned. "Excuse me?" "We fix it," she said again. She walked back to the table. She placed her hands on the obsidian slab. "Nergal held it in place with magic," she said. "He used the Moon Well. He used the Void." "He used three hundred years of accumulated power," I argued, my voice rising in pitch. "He used the life force of thousands. You are one woman, Neoma. You are strong, but you are not a celestial body."

“Eímaste oi Menae. Eímaste enoménoi. [We are the Menae. We are united.]” The Menae all lift their heads and give loud, happy howls at the full moon. The moon shines brighter and grows larger. A stream of pearlescent liquid light pours out of the moon flowing down over us, affirming the Moon Goddess’s approval of Kas’s ascension. The cool liquid dissipates as it touches our skin.

“Well, what matters is that he was obviously important to the town. I’m just surprised that we’ve never been elected as governor or something.” Liam’s mother raised an eyebrow. “What? Why?” “Well, you know, since all of the descendants always get elected, I just figured that we would get elected too, ya know?” Liam shrugged. Liam’s mother held her coffee to her lips but didn’t take a sip. It was kind of obvious to Liam that his mother had just now realized the pattern that Liam had noticed years ago. Her brows were furrowed and she seemed to be in seriously deep thought. She tilted her head to the side after a few more moments of silence and raised her eyebrow at her son.

"I've never heard of such a ritual. What do the lake and the moon have to do with it?" "The lake is where your power lies," Nick's eyes narrowed on me. I'm not so sure who he's trying to convince. "And the full moon is a connection to the spirit and hopefully Rae, too. As your Alpha, I will be your mentor and guide. I'm supposed to bathe you in the water." "A bath under the moon is supposed to get Rae back?" I ppfftt and throw up my hand. "Has it ever worked?" Nick tightened his grip on my hand and shifted forward. "Ponzie didn't know for sure, but it's the best we've got. My blood can only sustain our pup; it isn't a permanent solution."