Kny Upper Moons 소설 & 이야기

In the center of the clearing lay a flat stone that looked as though it had been placed there deliberately. “Sit,” Kade said, gesturing toward the stone. I sat down. The stone was cold through my clothes, but not unpleasant. Kade sat down opposite me, so close that our knees almost touched. “Close your eyes,” he instructed. “Breathe. Let everything else fall away except the moon.” I closed my eyes and tilted my face toward the sky. Even through my eyelids, I could feel the moon’s light. It was warm. Inviting. “The moon is your source,” Kade said softly. “Every Lunar Wolf draws her power from it. The stronger the moon, the stronger you are. Tonight it’s almost full. You should be able to feel

Pete replied kissing Kyana's temple. "Huh?" "The phenomenon that happens once in every one hundred and fifty years. The moon will be blue instead of the usual white. The stars will align together and the time along with the date and day will be the same as-" Pete was cut of by Amy who completed his sentence, "-The day the moon goddess was born on earth." Pete smiled at her and nodded. "So that means we would be able to see her?" Kyana asked with eyes shining in excitement.

Jake nodded. “Until the next full moon.” Rhiannon told him. “Until the next full moon.” Jake said as he came around to see Ashur holding a glass of water. “Are you ok?” Ashur asked him. Jake sat up nodding. He had a lot to think about. He wondered what the Moon Goddess meant by Felan and Keyne being more than pack leaders. He took a sip of the water Ashur handed him before saying, “The Moon Goddess is really with Felan.” “That seems to be the case.” Ashur replied.

"I've heard of her so-called beauty, and yet no lycan will mate with her." "Such shame, don't you think." Stella snickered and Claire joined in. "I hear Moon's Call will be at the feast, tonight," Claire cooed huskily, her expression now a bit dazed with anticipated passion she had for the lone lycan. "I can't wait to really see what he looks like up close. I've only had to admire him from afar," She said in indignation. Stella playfully nudged her with her shoulder as she whispered, blushing a bit, "You and your fantasies. Your father would have your head; you know? You are not to fancy any mate below your class and you very well know that."

"Why did she…" "Because of me. Because of what I did to you." My stomach dropped. "What you did to me?" He stood. Paced. Ran a hand through his hair. For the first time since I'd known him, Lucien Blackwood looked uncertain. "The night you came here. The full moon. I wasn't in control. My wolf was too close to the surface and you…" He stopped. "You calmed something I've never been able to control. And when we were together, something happened that I didn't intend."

The bustle of the Moonbane pack was overwhelming to Layla. The Moonbane insignia of a large waning crescent moon with the Moon Goddess standing fiercely in the middle was everywhere she looked. It felt like overkill. She couldn't even remember her father's pack's insignia.

Knox “Okay, everything is all set. I emailed the accommodation listings to Crystal Moon and Crimson Valley, and they will let us know when transportation for those attending tonight’s Supermoon Festival is enroute.” I look up from an expense report I’ve been combing over all morning to see the bright, blue eyes of my chosen mate sparkling in the morning sun. I push myself away from my desk and walk across the room to hers, I pull her to her feet and place open-mouthed kisses down her slender neck.

How fucking lame is that? ‘The mobile,’ Ares grumbles from the abyss. His reminder brings my attention to the hanging structure above my son’s bed. Walking closer, I gaze at it. It is beautifully crafted. The tent covering the moon is a beautiful navy blue, constellations’ decorate the top, reminding me of the night sky. Underneath sits the triple moon. Upon closer inspection, a key sits in the full moon at the center. Wolves circle the moon, their howling and running figures hanging by fish wire.

But more come…it is useless. Armond yells, “Useless servant.” He looks at his minions. “Your snack is served.” They descend on him like vultures. He smirks. “Now, chain her properly.” His minions chained me to the floor, where I could barely move. Armond stood in the center of the stage. He raised his arms. “The blood moon rises tonight, and with her blood we will reign supreme.” He lifts an ornate goblet. The hall erupts in cheers. My anger boils over.

The courtyard filled with noise — wolves shouting, elders calling orders, rival Alphas barking commands to their warriors. But above all of it… Silence from the sky. Nyxara’s hands began to shake again. “I broke it,” she whispered. Kaelion looked up sharply. “You did not break it.” “I turned it off!” she snapped, panic rising. “The Moon is gone, Kaelion! The Moon is literally gone! That feels like something you’re allowed to blame me for!” Despite everything, his mouth twitched. “You did not turn it off,” he said firmly.