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I don't have time for a mate. "Welcome everyone to our Red Moon Festival. Please make yourselves comfortable. The run will start in approximately 10 minutes! We will meet back here after the run and announce any mated couples should you be so lucky to find the other half of your soul bestowed upon you by the Moon Goddess herself! Let's have a fun run everyone!" I finish speaking loudly to the giant crowd as I meet the other Alpha's and Luna at the bottom of the stairs.

He chuckled under his breath, pulling her closer until their lips met—soft at first, then deeper, anchored in the fierce, unspoken promise that no matter how many times they fought, they would always find their way back to each other. When they finally pulled apart, she whispered, “You really have to stop yelling at me.” He smiled. “Only if you stop scaring the hell out of me.” “Deal.” --- That night, Baylee sat in the lodge library, surrounded by ancient books and scrolls Melody had gathered. Heather sprawled on a chair nearby, yawning. “You’ve been reading for hours,” Heather mumbled. “If the darkness doesn’t kill you, exhaustion will.” Baylee turned a page. “I’m trying to find anything ab

Together, they would rebuild, renew, and create a future that no one could ever take away from them. The moon overhead glowed brightly, its light illuminating the pack in its silver radiance. It was a reminder of their bond, a symbol of the strength of unity, of love, of power. And as the pack howled again, their voices mingling with the wind, Leora's chest swelled with pride. This was her family. This was her future. And she would fight for it. Always.

Selene's POV This felt like the best morning ever for me. I got up feeling healthier than I had ever been in the past few days and when I looked towards the side table, some lemon water was sitting pretty for me. I smiled and drank it before getting up. I stretched happily and looked at my green eyes in the mirror nearby. The kiss from the night before was still in my memory and I couldn't help but wonder if Damian was thinking about it too. I smiled at the thought and decided to do some exercise.

I placed a sleek, silver case onto the polished surface. The latch clicked, a sound that made the Senator flinch as if I’d fired a gun. "Uncle Aaron is yesterday’s news. You really should keep up with the current events. I've formed new alliances, so should you." I flipped the lid open. Inside, nestled in black velvet, were the new capsules. They glowed with a light sheen. MoonDrop. He didn't even wait for me to give him the signal. He scrambled for one of the capsules like a starving animal. His fingers were clumsy as he shoved it into his mouth.

Within a month, it was finished. They stood before it, hand in hand, admiring their work. "What should we call it?" Elara asked. Caleb thought for a moment. "Moon Valley. Because it's ours, under the moon." "Moon Valley." She tested the name, smiled. "I love it." That night, they made love by the fire, their daughter sleeping peacefully nearby. It was different from before—slower, deeper, full of the comfort and trust that came from years together. Afterward, they lay tangled together, watching the stars through the open door.

She drove the knife into the seam and forced it open. Inside lay documents sealed in plastic and a black stamp burned into the crate’s inner panel. The symbol punched the air from her lungs. Her hand froze. No. Her vision tunneled. She reached forward slowly, fingers trembling before they touched the mark. A broken crescent moon crossed by three claw slashes. Memory slammed into her. Smoke. Screams. Blood soaking the dirt. Her brother’s voice shouting her name. Then silence. Her knees hit the steel floor before she realized they had buckled.

She held my hand tight, ensuring I didn’t break away. I could feel it—something unusual and powerful was happening. I couldn't scream or shout, but I believed that whatever it was would bring me the peace of mind I truly deserved. The incantations lasted for an hour. My mother’s face was covered in sweat, as was mine. Blood dripped from her forehead down to her nose, but she didn't care. Finally, she opened her eyes, and they were a vivid green. Mine were green as well. “Today, Yvonne, I hand over the powers of the moon to you. As long as you wish, the moon will remain hidden. The day you bring forth your child into this world, only then will the moon surface again,” she said with determinat

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.

But today, her focus was off, and she knew why. It was a Dragon Moon--just not for their kingdom. Rather, the kingdom directly to their north, Hightower, would be forced to make the sacrifice that night. Every time a Dragon Moon rolled around, Nya found it difficult to concentrate, even when it wasn’t her kingdom who would choose someone to be taken by the dragon. Just the idea that the bastard would be flying through the sky, filling the air with shrieks and fire, claiming another innocent life. Even if it wasn’t a citizen from Frindom, it was a person who would be dead soon enough, someone who was blameless, and that wasn’t right.