Mune: Guardian Of The Moon Glim Novels & Stories

Kael said. “I always do,” Ember replied. The three of them stood under the cedar, rain softening to mist as the dawn broke fully, light spilling through the branches above. Aria closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of pine, rain, and earth. She was the Moon Queen. She was the flame, the mirror, the promise. And this time, she would rise, not as a weapon of vengeance, but as the protector she had sworn to be, with those she trusted at her side.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

The mole’s my priority, and I won’t let paranoia fracture us. Hours later, the Lunar Well chamber glows under the waxing moon, its silver light amplifying my senses. The pool reflects my amber-silver aura, stronger now, edged with faint lunar wings. Guardians fill the Hollow’s central grove, their auras blending into a kaleidoscope of primal, elemental, and Veil-touched hues. Renn’s “glitch” has them channeling into the wards, their energies flaring as they reinforce the sanctuary’s defenses.

It obeyed, parting slightly as if acknowledging an ancient authority. “The Moon Throne was never a crown of gold,” the creature said. “It was a bond. A living seal between our world and what lies beneath it.” Elara swallowed hard. “And what lies beneath it?” The Guardian’s eyes darkened. “Something that learned how to hate the moon.” A violent tremor cut through the valley. In the distance, trees snapped like twigs. The Ashen warriors immediately formed a defensive ring around Elara without being ordered to. The commander turned toward her.

The Devourer hadn't moved an inch. The Moon Goddess appeared one final time. Her light was dimmer now—nearly transparent. She looked upon the Seven Guardians with pride. "My strength is fading," she admitted. "The world no longer has enough moonlight to sustain me." Aiden's eyes filled with tears. "You're leaving?" She smiled. "Every beginning has an ending. But endings... also become new beginnings." She placed one glowing finger against Aiden's forehead, and a flood of memories entered his mind: * The creation of the Moon.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

Morrigan’s voice is overlaid with mine, but there is another tenor, the magic. “I am Emlyn Gunnar-Holstin, Guardian of the Realm, mate of Richard Holstin, Luna of the Shadow Falls Pack. You have unlawfully and willfully attacked my pack. You attacked my families’ packs in an attempt to murder the Guardians. But, know this. The Guardians are not so easily defeated. For your actions, all of you will die.”

"Close your eyes, Dad." I obeyed, closing my eyes and waiting in anticipation. Moments later, I felt her delicate hand slip something around my neck. It was a pendant, cool against my skin. "You can open your eyes now," she said. I opened my eyes to find a beautiful silver pendant hanging from a chain around my neck. It was intricately carved with a crescent moon and a radiant sun, intertwined in perfect harmony. It was a symbol of the moon goddess's blessings and the unity of our family.

She had anticipated resistance, but she hadn't anticipated another guardian standing in their way. Fenris growled, his hackles raised. "Who are you to deny Luna her destiny?" he demanded, his voice echoing through the clearing. The guardian chuckled, their ethereal form dissipating before solidifying once again. "I am Selene, the Moonflower's protector," they replied, their voice a haunting melody. "Only those deemed worthy by the moon herself can possess its power." Amelia stepped forward, her eyes steady with determination. "Luna is worthy. She has faced countless challenges and shown unwavering resolve. She has the strength to harness the moonflower's power for the greater good."

The moon goddess sure made her one of her strongest soldiers but couldn’t she have chosen someone else? “Please be safe for me ” I mutter under my breath as I close my eyes, “please…”