Moonlight Ball 소설 & 이야기

"Derek, what was all the fuss about you giving me some of your blood that night? Robert asked you a lot of questions about it." "When people like us decide to get married, there's a special ceremony that takes place. They stand outside under the moon, generally the day before or the day after a full moon. The ceremony is quite simple. One of them will make a small cut on the other one, generally on the wrist though placement is up to them. Then they kiss the area, making sure to take a small bit of the blood into their mouth. Then they recite the words that seal the bond. After the first person is done, the second person repeats the process. It's sort of like exchanging rings and vows, one a

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

They got lucky with my younger sister Sabrina, my mother liked to say, as she was the perfect little lady deserving of a quality mate. "I'm awake." I sigh, not wanting to face the fact that this was going to be a busy day. Every year the Moon Ball is held on a different pack's territory. Finally, the time has come for the Southern Pack, the one I and my family belong to, to host the Moon Ball. The Moon Ball is supposed to be an extravagant and romantic event geared towards giving young wolves a chance to find their mate. Each year I managed to skip the event, but this was the one year there would be no escaping.

Lucius shakes his head. Bastian chuckles. “I think we can agree to that.” Lucius grunts. Jayson leans forward. “What about the moon? Now that you're with us, we need to bring you into the rotation for the ball.” “Ball?” Lucius raised a brow. I shake my head. “I don’t think we want to participate in that.” Lucius turns to me. “What ball?” I look around the table then meet his eyes. “The Blue Moon Ball is an event. Like a party for all the packs to get together and find fated mates.”

he said, rising to his feet and adjusting his coat. “By the way, the Moon Ball is scheduled for the next full moon. House Crescent has been chosen as this year’s host. You are requested and obligated to attend. It might be an opportunity for you to find your mate,” he informed me before taking his leave. The Moon Ball—a grand gathering of all the lords and ladies who led packs from the North and the West. My uncle had a point. Perhaps I should seize this chance to find my mate and bring this turbulent chapter to a close.

Golden lanterns lit up the paths in the village, and their dancing light made it look like the trees' shadows were dancing to the tune of the music. Now all Adriana had to do was make sure Luna Marie saw her so no one would come looking for her until it was too late. The Moon Goddess Ball was in full swing when she got to the event center; a modern, upbeat tune was playing in the dimly lit space. Other than a few curious glances from the people from Black Moon pack, no one paid her any attention. She thought someone from another pack attempted to stop her as she went to the food table, but she pretended not to hear.

The boy asked me in a curious tone. I smiled widely and pointed my index finger towards the silver moon in the sky. "That ball of pleasant and peaceful light is called the moon. I name you after the actual moon. The light that shows everyone the way when it's dark around." I replied to the boy in a low tone. I was a little surprised how he was able to speak when he had no one around to take care of him.

{Isla’s POV} Somedays we are stranded in our own lives. Like when your routines or obligations imprison you? You think I’m talking trash, don't you? But I’m not! It was noontime, a few hours before everywhere would become inky dark and the Mating Ball would begin. It is also called The Night Of The Mating Moon, as one this night, a full wolf Moon graces the Reigns. I dread that night, but here I am, dressed in a backless red Ball gown draped with the most glittering precious stones, ready to steal the show.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.