Novel & Cerita Moonglade Dress

PLAYLIST FOR THE CHAPTER= Grow again by Abilene MAERWYNN POV Asterin and Astrea dressed me in a gown that looked like it was spun from the sun itself. A river of gold, shifting with every breath, it flowed around my body in soft ripples. The dress caught the lamplight, throwing bright sparks of color across the marble walls—blues, silvers, and molten honey. The bodice clung close, cut low and sweeping into a plunging neckline, but it never felt vulgar. It felt… powerful. Like wearing moonlight and sunrise together.

Stepping back, I hold the magnificent dress up to the moonlight. Sequins sparkle like iridescent moonbeans against a backdrop of silver silk. The evening gown is strapless and floor length, flaring slightly at the bottom where it sweeps the floor. Every inch is scaled with glimmering silver, so that it appears to shine from within, as if the dress itself were made of moonlit water, an enchanted shimmering vision. I’ve never seen, nor could ever have imagined, a more bewitching dress. I don’t even need to try it on to know it will fit me perfectly, draping over every curve like molten metal.

I was going to do anything to remain in the pack by winning the Alpha, even if it meant someone was going to go to the grave for that course. "I don't care." I muttered aloud. Immediately, I plopped down on the bed and everything turned blur. Suddenly, I felt someone tapping me, the last time I checked I was the only one in my bedroom chamber. "Who...?" I stopped talking when I caught sight of the Moon Goddess. Her white dress was sparkling so bright that my eyes can't behold, I had to shut them off. "My Lord." I fell down to my knees still looking confused. What was going on?

Jaque POV . . I gulped in anxiety when I noticed I was naked. The moon goddess immediately covered me with a fabric that was designed exactly like their clothing. It was sheer white with a single strap on the shoulder and a pearl belt on the waist. The dress was silk, so soft, and so immaculate. I glanced at the sandals I was wearing. They were decorated with golden beads and my hair... My goddess, my hair. It was perfectly styled, I could even feel its silky strands and smelled its rose petal scent.

“Say what you want, but I am an optimist and I choose to have hope that the Moon Goddess has worked her mysterious magic so you can live here forever and I never have to look for another head-waitress again.” I giggled, inwardly loving her supportive nature. Our conversation about Julius fizzled out as the store began filling with customers, Maeve seemingly aware that this was a topic I preferred to keep between us. “Okay, I know my previous choice was disappointing but you’re going to wear this.”Maeve exclaimed as she pulled out a mid-length ivory dress. It was beautiful in a classic way, with a scoop neck and corset style bodice before flowing out to just below the knee. She turned it arou

Still, thanks to Zoe’s job in high fashion, I’d picked up enough to know when a dress was special. And this one was. Pale lavender tulle, light as mist, shimmered under the boutique lights. Silver thread formed intricate lunar motifs around the waist, and the sheer layers gave it a celestial glow. A delicate moonstone necklace draped across the neckline, catching the light like starlight trapped in glass. It didn’t look like something a person wore. It looked like something a goddess would ascend in. I couldn’t help myself. I reached forward, just to touch the fabric— “Don’t!”

​Their mother turned around, holding up the dress, and the playful banter instantly died down. ​The gown was stunning...a deep, midnight blue silk that seemed to catch the morning light like the night sky, trimmed with delicate silver embroidery that mimicked the phases of the moon. It was the traditional dress of a Bloodclaw Luna, tailored perfectly to her shape. ​"Come, my love," her mother said softly, her voice filled with deep maternal pride. "Let's get you ready to show this pack their true queen."

They were empty enough that no one could accuse them of danger. Rhea waited behind the western doors with Darian standing near her and Lysa at her side, adjusting the sleeve of the altered gown with trembling fingers. The dress no longer looked like surrender. The Stormhaven embroidery remained, dark and severe across the pale fabric, but now Moonmere markings wound through it in black thread and moon-silver beads. Small crescents followed the inside of the sleeves. Moonflowers curved along the neckline. Where the original design had tried to absorb her into Maddox’s bloodline, the altered gown now showed something quieter and stronger.

Added Chief. Nodding, I turned to gaze at the lady now holding the dress I would be wearing for the night. Gently grasped in her tiny hands was a beautiful white silken dress. It seemed to have a floral pattern woven through the fabric, with a small hint of silver resting on the sleeves and bodice. Given that the full moon was tonight, I would finally dress to please the beasts of the moon. However nervous I was, the excitement of possibly finding Sharlee started to push the worry away, as well as my common sense. Gently taking the gown from the lady, I bowed my head in thanks. With a deep breath, I lightly ran my fingers over the silk. "Isn't this too much, father?" I whispered, my eyes now