Novel & Cerita Mating Moon

A gut feeling is what humans call it! Alpha Phoenix, the leader of our "Blue Moon pack" that worshiped the Blue Moon, hence the name, had two children; a daughter called Diana and a son called Gray who had yet to take over since he had not found his mate; soulmate that is. Every single wolf has a soulmate, in short another half made just for them. We usually find our mates when we turn eighteen years old and a wolf born into Alpha status like Gray cannot take the ruling position until they have a mate or old Alpha dies. That is why Mara, the daughter of the most loyal Beta of our pack, is his mate-to-be. If he does not find his true mate by twenty-five, he gets betrothed to a female worthy o

Amelia asked curiously, her eyes squinted at Arthur. “The other half is mating,” Arthur finally revealed. “Mates are supposed to mark and mate,” he paused and looked at Amelia’s reaction to what he just said. He was expecting her to have a freaked out expression on her face but to his surprise, she had a neutral expression on her face. “The moon goddess put the heat in place to ensure that mates complete the bond,” he continued and waited for her to say something. About a minute passed and Amelia didn't say anything. Arthur didn't say anything as well as he wanted her to take her time to digest what he had just said.

They sit down and explain what it will feel like when the moon is at its peak and the Moon Goddess sends down her blessings, allowing us to find our mates. “You might feel warm inside, even though it’s supposed to be cool out tonight,” Mom explains. “It’s a little uncomfortable, but completely normal.” “Just remember, once you find your mates, you don’t have to go out and, well... mate right away. You’ll have the rest of your lives together for that.” Sylvie’s mom lectures us about mating etiquette. “Mom, Mark and I have been dating for five years. Zara and Liam have been together for over six years. We’ve BEEN waiting!” Sylvie exaggerates with her hands when she talks, making the rest of us

By the time we left the hidden room, we were wiser—at least in terms of the mating process. For certain, whether the moon goddess was just made up or not, there was a unexplained force in the Universe that unites two souls and make them mates for life. Attraction, desire, lust and love were all real, felt by every mated being. The scrolls didn’t explain when this mating process happens: whether it begins at the moment two souls meet, or if it had a certain age followed, or a situation was needed to unlock the mating bond, but it was clear that once the marks appear, they were mated for life.

Our tenth mating anniversary. The night of the full moon. The night my mate, Alpha Jayden of the Black Moon Pack, was supposed to mark me with the eternal Moon Soul. Instead, he shattered our vows for another woman. Moonlight spilled over the cliff where we first bonded. I’d been standing here. Alone. For three hours. Tonight was the ten-year anniversary of our mating ceremony. Pack law demanded it. On their tenth anniversary, an Alpha must brand his mate with the Moon Soul. A vow sealed under the full moon.

“As in two five?” Everett chuckled softly and nodded. “Yes Val, I’m twenty five,” Holy fucking shit. “This… This is illegal!” I jumped up and ran a hand through my blonde hair, almost forgetting completely about the crash until I hit a scratch and seethed momentarily before sitting back down. Both men reached out to me but I ignored their hands. “Those kinds of laws don’t work with the mating bond,” Kallen said with a smile. “Some mating bonds wait for over twenty years! The Moon Goddess knows the perfect time for mates to meet and now is our time,”

My heart raced as I subconsciously tightened my fist and glared at each one of them, my determination rising with each passing moment. “It is only on a full moon that certain couples can call upon the moon goddess for permission to take part in a mating ritual. This is the single night of the month that couples must wait for in anticipation, as it marks an occasion of great importance to them. The full moon is often associated with love and togetherness, making it the perfect time to gain recognition from their matron goddess. When they have received her blessings, they may then join together in a union blessed by divinity itself.” I was filled with dread, my head frantically shaking in disb

The corner of his mouth curled. “Have you ever tried to find your true mate?” My mind was curious. “No. Never.” He glanced at me. “You're my wife. Why should I search for my true mate?” My lips sighed. “The Silver Moon festival is knocking at the door. We feel our true mates more than ever. Those who haven't found their true mates, find them. What if you get to feel your true mate this time?” The Silver Moon festival had always shown the strongest moon, blessed by the Moon Goddess. True mates feel each other if they're within ten meters.

“They performed an ancient binding ritual. Blood, chants… the kind that calls on the Goddess to reveal a fated bond. And then… a glow appeared between us, a thread of light! They said it was the mate bond.” My hand slowly curled into a fist. “That was the only time you ever saw it?” I asked. She nodded. “What about during the full mating moon?” I pressed carefully. I thought of Enzo for just a moment, then pushed the thought firmly away. “Every full moon, when the Goddess’s power is strongest… the bond is supposed to manifest. It’s when true mates feel it the most.” Lynn’s shoulders sagged. “I fall asleep whenever it happens.” “For six years? Your entire marri

“Our land is vast—forests, mountains so high they seem to touch the sky. It’s like another world entirely. The rules are strict.” “Woah,” Ethan gasped like a child, already imagining what the world might look like. “What about full moons?” “Full moons are wild,” Lucian said, turning to him and removing his gloves. “They’re nights for hunting and sex—it always triggers our senses.” Ethan pressed his lips together, noticing the smirk that curled on Lucian’s lips when he mentioned sex. “Then we have mates. Humans call it soulmates. Unlike humans who search for theirs, the Moon Goddess—the deity watching over us—chooses our mate. Most find theirs after getting their wolf at eighteen, but some do