Novel & Cerita Metro Kingdom Power Moons

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

"They don't take new wolves. We haven't been trained properly. It could unsafe for us. They're a small pack, only consisting of 5 or something, but what they lack in numbers they make up in strength." "Why are they stirring up trouble?" I ask flopping on the bed next to Mikki. Pale moon light pushed through the window, leaving a stretched rectangle over the floor and halfway across the bed. She shrugs and looks out the window. "Wanting more land or something." We sat there for a long while before Mikki stands swiftly. "You hungry?" "Kinda." I say dragging myself off the bed. Half the house was lit. With the pack leaving suddenly the hallway light was on, the lounge room, the kitchen, several

The markings covering her arms pulsed with inner light, and power rolled off her in waves that made every wolf instinct scream either submit or flee. "By the Moon Goddess," Damon whispered. Pack members had gathered outside the cell, drawn by the commotion. Their horrified faces pressed against the bars, and Damon heard the sharp intakes of breath, the whispered prayers and curses. "She's the one," someone breathed. "The one from the old stories." "No," Sienna's voice cracked with terror. "That's impossible. The Moon-Marked died out centuries ago." Damon's blood ran cold. The Moon-Marked. He'd heard the legends as a pup—werewolves blessed with divine power, capable of commanding entire armie

Former Luna of Moonshard Pack. His mother.

My voice rose higher as I could feel the ignited fire of power in my body. “Moon of the heavens… hear me… grant me power… give me strength to protect my loved ones and reveal the truth about your blessing on me.” Suddenly, the glow of the Moon Goddess’s power began to form around me, from small flickers into a bright, silver light that reflected across the marble floors and the ornate walls. My chest burned as the crescent mark pulsed with intensity and my skin glowed like molten silver, creating a connection with the double moon in the sky.

I had been saving for my car for two years so that I could make longer runs that paid better than the deliveries I could make on my bicycle in Silver Moon. Since I recently acquired a "new-to-me" 2017 Nissan Rogue Sport, my boss, Martha, offered me the opportunity to make a last-minute delivery to the Royal Moon Pack for a significant bonus in my pay. I was excited to travel to the Royal Moon Pack since I had never seen anything outside the Silver Moon Pack since I was born. Royal Moon is the largest and strongest pack in our area. They are wealthy and have some of the most talented but deadly warriors. The Alpha couple, Alpha Marlon and Luna Ashley were known to be strict but fair.

The glow brightened. Then suddenly— Another faint light appeared beside it. A softer glow. Pale blue. Luna’s eyes snapped open. “What was that?” Mira smiled. “The Moon of Tides.” Luna stared at the glowing energy in her hand. “I can use other moons too?” “Not all of them,” Mira explained. “But some may answer your call.” Kael and Aeron watched from the hill below. Aeron whispered. “That’s new.” Kael nodded slowly. “And powerful.”

I soaked my body in the warm water prepared by the servants earlier. The Moon Market—an idea that once began as a mere hope in my mind—has now become a new pulse for the economy of the Silvergrove pack. That night market has transformed into a magnet of power and opportunity. This is not just an ordinary weekly market. It is a political strategy, a hub of information flow, a meeting place for alliance networks. Here, rare potions are exchanged, strategic information is discussed in whispers, and peace treaties are often born at a simple wooden table with a cup of warm coffee.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

But also something else—something stirring beneath the surface. Power. The Moon’s Daughter hadn’t awakened fully yet. But she was close. And now, she had an official mate at her side.