Logan Carter Crescent Moon Pack の小説・ストーリー

“You have proven yourself worthy, Lune. We will accept you as our Luna, for you embody the strength and courage that we value in our kind. Together, may you and Arlo lead us into a brighter future.” As the room erupted in cheers and applause, Lune’s heart soared. She was not just Arlo’s mate; she was their Luna, embraced by the very pack that once doubted her. In that moment, surrounded by love and acceptance, she realized that she had found her place—not just beside Arlo, but within the community that had once felt so distant.

That is where my tools for wood carving were. Once I came back, I started the job. Slowly and meticulously carving the woods with some moon phases first. After that, my hand crafted some other designs, like celtic knots, wolf paws, mini-forest scenes, and any abstract ones that I could think of. Making sure that it fits the theme. Of course, I would never forget the symbol of the Crimson Pack. A fierce wolf in front of a full moon. It is a bit tricky since I need to emphasize that the moon is on the back. Using my chisel, mallet, and wood carving knife, my work is almost done. For the first pillar..

It wasn’t just the full moon, although it was hanging heavy and bright above the pack grounds. Light was spilling across the stone courtyard like liquid frost. Everything felt a bit different. Maybe, it was the way the air itself felt charged, as if every breath carried something ancient… something waiting. The ceremony grounds had long been transformed since the afternoon. They were lanterns lined on the walkways, with their soft glow flickering against white silk banners tied to tall wooden posts. The pack crest shimmered on each one with a howling wolf wrapped in a crescent moon. Our colors were all over the flags. Red and black signify the Blood Moon pack.

Oh boy did I plan to exploit it. The Luna ceremony came and went. I bled into a cup and the pack members pledged themselves to me as they drank from it. I remember the most painful part being the look in Donovan's eyes as he drank. The guilt I saw in him, and felt, once our pack bond was in place... Oh goddess it was horrible. Absolutely heartwrenching.

Nothing went past him and most of the time he would just ignore things so as to not annoy me. “The plate of the car had a Crescent Moon Pack logo, when we get there, someone will know who was driving that car and their alpha will have to tell us why he tried to kill us.” That did not make sense. We were allies with the Crescent Moon pack and we were just there a week ago. What could have changed between then and now?

He had also told me that a Lupine human would be able to transform into a Lobo at day time but will revert back to its human form when the power it had drawn from the moon runs out. If what these legends were saying were true, then that means that they could be a pack of hundreds of thousands of Lobos somewhere, waiting to release a full on attack on the vampires. I schemed through more pages, catching more drawings a huge wolf beast and seeing more and words I could not understand that captivated my interest.

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

Then the first thing he would get around doing was to have a very long shower, eat some good food then give his cousin Ethan a few punches in the face for landing them all into this mess. Bastard. THREE WEEKS AGO Decker stood at the edge of the clearing, his piercing blue eyes scanning the area as the evening sun bathed the forest in a warm, golden glow. He could feel the soft breeze rustling through his short-cropped brown hair, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. The Storm Pack Werewolves' territory was a vast expanse of dense woodlands, with ancient trees towering high above the forest floor, their branches intertwining to create a canopy that filtered the sunlight.

Bri said "You will also have my mark", the moon Goddess said. "It's a cool tattoo that everyone's wolves recognize as the mark of the moon goddess". Bri said. "You are stronger than you think", the moon goddess said. And with that final statement, she slowly faded away as I slowly slipped back into the darkness away from the flowers.

He looked pissed and disgusted that she would even say that. “We are not Mates. I would never be mates with an ugly, worthless excuse for a wolf. I don’t know who would even consider accepting a loser like you. I, Oscar Barlowe, soon to be alpha of the Dark Moon pack, Reject you, Lilith Brookes, as my Luna and my mate.” Everyone around her started laughing as he walked past Lilith and into Brittany's arms. The entire team quickly tried to make his way to his best friend, who looked to be on the verge of tears, but he wasn't fast enough as Lilith promptly made her way out of the school building.