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The expression didn’t fit the gravity of the situation, and it only made me angrier. “This is not funny!” I shouted, my frustration spilling over. “I do not find it funny,” he replied, his voice still calm. “I find it beautiful, like a tale as old as time. Two leaders, made to hate each other because of their fathers’ poor choices, finding love within each other.” He paused, his gaze softer now. “The moon goddess is a wise and powerful being. She has done this to bring peace and unity to your packs. To fix what was broken.”

A female figure suddenly appeared from the bright, warm light, smiling as she said something to the-wisp that flew away after as the woman turned and looked at me. “My dear Olivia, I waited so long for us to finally meet.” Her voice, so gentle and soft, took my breath away as I just stood for a moment, silently in confusion just watching at her beautiful features. “W-who are you?” I stammered as I asked the first thing that came to my mind. She smiled as she took a step closer, not stopping until she was standing right in front of me. “I am the one that everyone calls Moon Goddess, but call me by my given name, Jessabelle.” She said to me, smiling warmly at me.

Not as many as the brothels in the Northern Kingdom, but there are still a few. The back end of the Kingdom radiates depression and squiggly lines of sadness. It was a place that contrasted the entire Kingdom which was filled with good meals, delicious desserts and beautiful displays of their culture. A culture that the Northern Kingdom lacks. Mates. A celebration for the Moon Goddess called La Luna Karlekih Till Oll Bestodo, which means, A Festival of love under the Moonlight. “I wonder what it’s like to have a mate.” Ahbaya said aloud as she stared at the same thing I’m looking at, startling me. “I’ve always been curious about it, how about you?”

The busy street embraced silence as the moon graces it with its soft glow. The moon illuminates brightly in the night sky. Not a single star accompanying the moon, making it seem lonely in the vast dark sky as it illuminates the lands below the skies. Morrigan remained silent as she gazes out of the horizon, letting the silence of the night sink into her. A few of those loose strands of raven hair dances with the cold wind. Watching the lone beauty of the moon which she thought was sympathizing with her. She pulled out the locket from where it hides and stared at it. Letting the luminesce of the moon touch its delicate embellishments of opal and gold, the gems glistening under the soft glow

“What?” “Moon is a New Species,” Joy explained. “He’s super sweet and not scary at all.” She tried to imagine what concerns they’d have to address before they spoke again. “We’ve been seeing each other and I’m hoping you’ll be okay with that because I’m serious about him. I know you don’t know much about them but I do. They are really good people. I love him.” She waited to see how they’d take the news. Her mother surprised her. “I like them. Is he handsome?”

The garden, wrapped in the cloak of night, became a haven for whispered confessions and shared dreams. The winter garden, a sanctuary beneath the celestial dome, cradled us in its arms as we sat together, hands entwined, lost in the serenity of the moonlit night. I sighed, my gaze fixed on the silver orb above. "The moon holds a quiet kind of magic, does not it, Liam?" He smiled, his eyes reflecting the lunar radiance. "Indeed, Daliah. it is as if each beam is a whisper from the cosmos, weaving tales of love and destiny."

I told her. I turned around and kept walking. Morra walked beside me. We walked down the pack grounds in a comfortable silence. I looked up at the sky every now and then. It was a full moon. It looked beautiful up there. I wished Lorraine was here to watch it with me. In a way, Lorraine had always reminded me of the moon - mysterious, bright and beautiful. "You like coming out at night, don't you?" she asked me. "Why do you say so?"

His queen for the rest of their lives. She heard a knock on the door and saw it was her friend, Lucy. “Hey girl”, she said as she hugged her. They walked into the living room and sat on the couch. “Newly engaged alpha queen!!” Lucy said, hailing Beatrice. Beatrice laughed. “Stop it. We aren't even married yet. We need to spend our full moon together as a rite of passage.” Lucy chucked. “You guys have spent the full moon together before. He was your ex, remember? That should count for something.

**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.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the world around us faded into the background, leaving only the pulsating energy that connected us. The moon, in all its majestic glory, cast a luminous glow over the gathering. It hung high at night sky, a radiant orb of silver surrounded by a tapestry of twinkling stars. Its fullness symbolized the completion of a cycle, the culmination of love and union. Its light bathed the podium where we stood, illuminating the scene with an otherworldly glow.