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“Eliza said that he is a really good wolf.” Nathan smiled and nodded. “He is. He is going to be pissed at me. I’ve been shutting him down for days.” I sighed and looked toward the Moon Goddess. She wasn’t here anymore. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked around. “Where is she?” Nathan mumbled. I shrugged and looked back at him. “How do we go back?” he asked, looking around the field. I didn’t know that either. At least not until I felt a push that made me gasp.

Ikaros's words from last night kept echoing in my head. About wolfing out outdoors and the existence of his pack. ***** Ikaros's POV Last night, the woman broke her promise and wolfed out outdoors again. She leaped out of her room window in wolf form, landed smoothly on a birch tree branch in front of the apartment, and then descended to run out to the parking lot. Quickly, I wolfed out and chased after her. The full moon was directly above us, casting everything in a silvery glow, including the girl's fur.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

Madison said "Yeah, uh sure... so where is this place?" Stella asked "The mountain of the moon goddess, I am sure you know how to find it or would you want someone to come pick you up?" Madison said "No, I'll find my way there, thanks." Stella said "But of course." Madison said and hung up Stella who was beyond mortified was pacing unnecessarily "Will you settle down?" Nathan said "Nathaniel, the meeting of the Lunas, is coming up tonight and I don't know what to put on. Madison just called me, apparently she found out yesterday and forgot to tell me about it, just tell me how do I fit in?" Stella said

By ten o’ clock in the evening; Grazziena and Governor Draeko are on the mansion’s balcony, looking at the moon whose light seemed to cover the whole balcony, where they are standing. Grazziena focused her eyes on the moon and remembered about what she had read before about the Goddess of Wolves. They called them Moon Goddess. May be Moon Goddess resides in the moon or she, herself is the moon. “Hmm, can I also pray to you Moon Goddess?”, Grazziena asked murmuring but eventually shrugged her shoulders. She was just trying to make things light for her actually. She wanted to forget that she has a remaining more than one and a half hours only to enjoy the night with Draeko.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

“Old Psycho, what the heck are you doing? Is it possible that you are trying to call somebody to back you up? Muahahahahaha.” Andraste promptly laughed shrilly to the point where his tears were rolling down his cheek. He mocked, “Things have come to this stage. Who else do you think will come to your aid? Moreover, we are not somewhere inside the Imperial Capital City. Our Red Moon base is located halfway up Moher Cliff.” “Who told you that I don’t have a backup plan?” Dalton narrowed his eyes. Instantly, powerful confidence emanated from his body. Dub-dub-dub-dub-dub-dub!!!

The moment Zoe’s eyes closed, she was transported to a realm that felt both ethereal and grounding, as if she were standing at the edge of the universe itself. Above her, the sky swirled with shifting constellations, stars glimmering like fragments of an ancient story. Beneath her feet, a reflective surface mirrored the heavens, each step causing ripples of starlight to radiate outward. In the distance, two figures emerged, their presence commanding and radiant. One was cloaked in silvery light, her form exuding a serene, motherly aura. The other was darker, shadowy and fierce, her eyes gleaming like obsidian stars. The Moon Goddess and Nyx.

The hallway stretched on, adorned with intricate carvings and symbols that pulsed faintly as I passed. Ahead, a door stood ajar with a brilliant light spilling out from beneath it. I approached cautiously, peering through the small gap. Inside was an otherworldly courtyard filled with trees of white bark and leaves that shimmered like silver. At the centre was a pristine pond made of white stone, its surface reflecting the ethereal surroundings. Knox sat beside the pond, his posture tense. Beside him was Selene, the Moon Goddess herself, her presence both captivating and intimidating. Their voices were soft but clear in the stillness.

“Not like a rock falling from the sky. More like… it was pushed out of place.” Nightreach folded his arms. “By you.” Nyxara winced. “Unintentionally.” Selune shook her head. “The Moon is bound to the world. It cannot simply leave orbit.” Nyxara sighed. “Apparently, tonight is the night everything we thought was impossible becomes a suggestion.” Kaelion exhaled slowly. “So the Moon is still there,” he said carefully. “Just… displaced.” “Sleeping,” Nyxara said. Ironclaw’s Alpha stared. “You knocked out a god.”