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he said, and my heart begged him not to. We got to the food truck, and to my surprise, it was a moon food truck. It looked run-down but the crescent moon painted on the side of the truck indicated it was owned by a moon. Prince Adam pulled his hood to hide his face and wore a moon badge. He ordered me to act normal. He didn't want anyone to know who he was. So I had to override my better judgement and treat him as a moon. "Good evening, may we have?" I asked and waited for Adam to link me and tell me what he wanted, "Your Tuesday specials please," I asked, not knowing what that was.

His nose twitched and tingled, tracking the stench of a vampire feeding. He was cloaked in silence and stealth, slowly padding through the soft grass and freshly fallen leaves. The dense forest was the perfect waiting place for an ambush as his predatory eyes found his prey. The thick greenery with its silvery filter of the bright white light from the full moon helped to camouflage his light sandy colored coat. His yellow gold eyes trained on the vampire as he curled his lips to expose his pearly white canines. His unsuspecting prey let out a hissing shriek of surprise when he finally revealed himself before the undead began gurgling on his own blood while Kaynon locked his jaws around the v

"What?! Do you think I'm a vampire? The sun never burned my skin earlier when we walked around the town, idiot!" He slowly nodded his head when he finally realized what I've said, "You're right." I stood up and stood like a vampire, "Come here, I want your blood! Roar!" THIRD PERSON'S POV "She looks fine there." "Are there any signs that you have noticed her?" "For now, none, my highness. She was living a normal life like a normal mortal kid." "When is the next Blood Moon's appearance?" "Eight years from now." King Joseah tapped her finger on the table while smirking, "Eight years more, my princess."

What the hell has she just read? Mr. Trainor drew a deep breath, realizing how terrified his wife was. "Talk to me, honey." "Tomorrow is the full moon." Mrs. Sparks straightened slowly. Mr. Trainor darted a glance at their door that was open, then rushed to shut it. "Be careful, Josie is wondering about the house. Yes, tomorrow is another full moon, are you just knowing?" "No." Mrs. Trainor shook her head. "Tomorrow is a special full moon, the blue full moon, all werewolves living among humans must turn at least one human into a werewolf."

As soon as we reached his office and closed the door we got straight to why I was there. "Alpha, This concerns your Luna and your friends Alpha and Luna Goodman. Would you please call for them to join us." I said as I sat down on the plush red sofa across the room from his desk where he was seated. "Absolutely." he said before his eyes greyed over, communicating with them. It wasn't long before they arrived at the office. Michelle and Amber looked ready to pop. The next full moon is only a few weeks away. I breathe a sigh knowing how shocked they are going to be. I rise and bow to them out of respect.

TAE My pack believed that we were special. Hand picked by the Goddess and made protectors. They call it Hwansu in our tongue – Phantom beast. That was before they were attacked and shredded by marauders. If my pack saw me right now, cowering and hiding all because I thought I saw my tormentor, they’ll toast me for shaming our legacy. All because of Ronan fucking Blackwood. “Sunny?” I flinch at the mocking tone in Ronan’ voice and press my back against the wall, praying that the waste bin is large enough to hide my small frame.

The pack gathered in rings, the air thick with anticipation and wolf-scent—pine, musk, smoke, metal. Kieran stood at the center. He looked like the kind of man the world makes stories about: tall, broad-shouldered, midnight hair, a scar slicing through one eyebrow like a signature. His eyes were steel-blue, but tonight they were darker—storm-heavy. Beside him, Alpha Rowan Vale watched with a careful expression. Not proud. Not relieved. Careful. And that was the second warning the world tried to give me. I ignored it. The priest lifted a silver bowl of Moonwater. “Let the bond be revealed,” he announced.

Samantha Lykos stood at the center of the circle, her crescent-tipped staff in hand, its silver tip glowing brightly under the moonlight, her auburn hair tied back in a loose braid, the strands shimmering like fire in the silver light, her lightweight indigo tunic clinging to her form, her crescent pendant hanging around her neck, the crescent moon tattoo on her collarbone pulsing with a bright silver light, her green eyes glowing with excitement, her skin pale in the moonlight, her stance poised and alert, the moonlight dancing on her face, the grounds a sanctuary, the thrill a shared legacy. Kevin Talon stood beside Samantha, his pine-and-smoke scent mingling with the forest air, his dark

"Who knows, you might even attract Satyrs. I have heard of how randy they can get around your kind." Elaine cleared her throat, shooting Medea a disapproving stern look causing her smile to quickly vanish and she grew sober again. Theresa thought for a second and said, "I think I have an idea of what you mean, Mistress Elaine.” “No,” Elaine stopped her, smiling at how weird the title sounded. “I would rather you call me just Elaine.” “Very well then, pardon me, Elaine…” Theresa apologized, blushing a bit. “I started to have these strange feelings after my first blood moon. The queen found out and always had me locked in my room during my blood moons till I was done."

“That implies there have been other incidents.” “I had the dream again on April 24th, 2011. The next morning, when we were kicking around new band name ideas, I threw out the name Immortal Eclipse because of the never-ending eclipse in my dream. I had it again during the full moon in May 2027. And the last time I had it… was the day before we met.” I trailed off as things were starting to click. “April 24th, 2011, is my birthday, and May 20th, 2027, was my first full moon where I shifted.” Sage blinked.