Moon By Maxinejiji 소설 & 이야기

The offer was really tempting, keeping in mind how sexy Lexi was looking, all sprawled in Moon's white sheets. "It’s Lexi's night Sky. And i want to give it all to him. Whatever he wants. I want to make him happy. So jump in. I don’t know for how long i would have to wait for this night to happen again". Moon said in a low tone. He knew in his heart, that it would be the only night he could get.

It was as if she was meant to be by his side. She did not know how to explain it better than that. But she knew that she was not here for anything else than begging the guy for mercy. “Thank you all for being here tonight. The moon festival is a time for joy and celebration. It’s a time to give thanks and adoration to the Moon goddess. It is a time for those who don’t have mates to find their partners. It is a time for the light of the moon to wash us clean from our sins and make us new again. Tonight, we celebrate! Tonight, we become one as a pack! Tonight, we live!” He exclaimed, and everyone cheered at the top of their lungs.

The Moon Festival was never meant for people like me. All around the clearing, wolves danced and laughed, their faces painted with silver crescents, clothes glowing with threads woven under moonlight. Lanterns floated overhead, their warm gold light casting shifting shadows on the stones below. The ancient pines swayed, whispering old prayers to the Moon Goddess. I stood at the edge of it all, half-hidden beneath the gnarled limbs of a hollow pine. My hands were clenched inside the sleeves of my simple robe—undyed, unadorned. I wasn’t dressed to be seen.

A stirring of something ancient and primal. The full moon was rising, and I could feel its power calling to me. I was a werewolf, and I had done something. Something terrible. But what? As the moon rose higher in the sky, I felt my body begin to change. My senses grew sharper, my muscles stronger. And then, everything went black again. When I came to, I was standing in the middle of a forest, surrounded by trees that seemed to stretch up to the sky. The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything.

The weight of their shared destiny had been lightened, if only for a moment, by the assurance of their love. Just as the evening sky darkened, Max's gaze shifted towards the horizon. The moon, with its silvery glow, was on the cusp of rising. He knew what this meant for Kylie—her first transformation into a wolf. "Kylie," Max said gently, his voice carrying a mixture of awe and reassurance, "the moon is about to rise. It's time for your first turn. Know that I'll be right beside you, guiding you every step of the way."

There's nothing they can use to cover it perfectly. Maxine sighed at the full moon from that open gap. "I will strangle the necks of those who have pelted my windows with stones." Maxim also looked at the full moon that was peeking from the open gap, then turned his face away —staring at Maxine who still looks engrossed in adoring the beauty of the moon out there. In silence, Maxim looked at every perfect curve of Maxine's face that looked so beautiful. In line with light either from the moon or street lights across the line of her beheaded nose, as if trying to separate the beauty he was enjoying at the time.

Back at the compound, I stood in front of the moonlit mirror and stared at the reflection that no longer felt like mine. Maximus entered, voice low. “She looked like you.” “She wasn’t.” “She mimicked your bond scent.” “She can’t hold it.” “She bent wolves.” “I bend worlds.” I turned to him. “I don’t want to eclipse you.” He walked closer. “You won’t.” And then, for the first time in days He pulled me close, pressed his forehead to mine, and whispered: “Because I’ve never needed the sun. I chose to love the moon. Even when it moved the tide.”

I just laughed and shook my head at them. Everyone introduced themselves to my siblings, saving the Moon Goddess for last. When it was finally her turn, she stood, “I am Selene, the Moon Goddess. Linden, Max, I know you are very aware of who I am. I want you two to know that you will be blessed for the rest of your life, as long as you be sure to stay on the path that I have set for you.” Linden smiled at her, “Thank you. I know I don’t want to live any other way. I was raised knowing that your way is always the best way to live.” Max smiled, “Same here. I wouldn’t want to live outside your good graces.”

The need to howl burns through me, only dowsed when I am crying to the night, my voice revibrating through the world. ** Max's P.O.V (Irana's brother) I tighten my hold on the pencil at the sound of the wolves howling. Weeks ago I'd loved the sound of the wolves singing, I'd lay in bed at night, listening to them cry into the night, each wolf playing a different role in the song. Now, I cringed against the sound, almost crippled with the pain that goes through me. I glance towards the window but I knew I wouldn't see the murderous wolves outside. Pain stabs at my chest, prickles over my skin, filling me with hatred.

I watched her relax and felt a pulse of gratefulness through our bond and all of a sudden whatever I had said was completely worth it. "Thank you, Jasp..." She whispered. Great Mother Moon Goddess her voice was like heaven to my ears. It was the finest melody that had been fine tuned to reach my heart and squeeze. I watched her giggle and noticed that she had been trifling in my mind a second ago. I smiled and began walking closer, "The things you do to me." I say, and she repeats what I said back to me, but with a sultry tone, "The things you do to me~" I stopped dead in my tracks and clenched my fists, if she didn't stop talking like that we would have problems. Big, hard, aching problems.