Once Upon A Full Moon Novels & Stories

I turned to Agnes and Kylie to ask this question. "Full moon? It's just as the name implies. The night when the moon is full, it might just be a normal thing for humans but it ia different for us. During the fullmoon, all the werewolves in the pack would gather together and shift together to receive blessings from our moon goddess." "Also, during the full moon, some werewolves might be lucky to find their mate and some would be able to mark their mate. In human words, the full moon is both a festival and a valentine ceremony."

This is Stone Wood's land, they know it better than we do, and for all we know they're out here, watching us even now. Oswald keeps a respectable distance as I walk away from the car and slip behind a tree. I sigh and lean against the trunk, looking up at the starry sky and bright moon. It's only a few more days until the full moon, and for the first time I can feel the oncoming moon, can feel its effects on my wolf. It’s like an itch I can’t scratch, and she’s eager to break free, to run without any restraint. After a few minutes, I return to my waiting guard. “I didn’t hear any peeing,” he teases.

He chuckled as he sat down on the empty bench across from Katie and me. I looked up to meet his gaze and he smiled that gorgeous grin at me again. The brunette girl Lauren huffed and rolled her eyes annoyed that he had sat down to talk to me. "That's better. So these markings are a gift from the Moon Goddess. And don't feel bad for being curious about them, everyone is when they first meet me. When I got them the council literally inspected them with a magnifying glass which was weird. No one alive has ever seen anything like this before because they are the markings of a blessed wolf. I'm the first one born in three centuries. The blessed Full Lunar Wolf. I didn't have these until I shifted

“I’m here to tell you that the throne is broken and there will be a game of thrones. And every pack is coming to claim it.” Evelyn’s voice dropped. “What throne?” “There would be a game of thrones where all the pack would rise, that's the preparation that is currently going on,” she replied. “You think this is about Sloan? About your mother? And you would be involved.” She looked directly at Evelyn now. “In four months, the moon will rise over again in the full moon night. Every true alpha will come to the surface. Old laws will fall. Blood will choose.” “And me?” Evelyn asked quietly.

The moment I had longed for had finally come, against all odds. Mitchell appeared at the door, walking in with her usual authority but her expression was softer now. “The prophecy of the ‘Great Ones’ has been hinted at for generations, but never fulfilled until now,” she explained, looking at me intently. “The signs are all here. With the way the moon has shifted last night, a half moon has bloomed into a full moon. The timing is perfect with the birth of your pups.” “A full moon?” I repeated, confused yet intrigued. “What does that mean?”

"Sure, what do you want to know?" Davina hesitated, searching for the right words. "I was wondering about the significance of the full moon in werewolf legends. Is it true that werewolves are more powerful during a full moon?" Lucas chuckled, a knowing gleam in his eyes. "Ah, the full moon myth. It's a common misconception, actually. While it's true that some werewolves experience increased strength and heightened senses under a full moon, it's not a universal trait. The moon has no control over us, despite what the stories say."

“No. We ain't going into the woods tonight. Can't you see it's a fucking blood moon tonight?” I know. I fucking know. The moon's going to be out soon. I need to save him. We can be early, right before it's completely out. That way, we'll be able to escape the Lycans. “Please.” I whispered, my hands clung to her, my eyes glinting with emotions, my soul praying to her, she's the last breath of hope for me tonight. “Oh fuck!” She growled. “You won't leave my sight.” She warned.

The night sky grew dark, and silver rays of moonlight shone from above. Deep within the ancient Sacred Forest, a circular altar made of obsidian silently soaked in the moonlight. A one-eyed elderly Priest scattered silver powder across the ground to purify the space and banish all evil. Winona's post had a caption. [Dear Celine, I wish you happiness! I can't wait for the Alpha to arrive!] The group chat instantly flooded with messages. [Holy cow! It's actually all set up!]

After finishing his duties for the day, my mate Lucas—Alpha of the Blackstone Pack—finally noticed, much too late, that I hadn't come to him even once. I usually told him everything. Seeing how unusually quiet I was, he assumed I'd finally come around. He ruffled my hair with a satisfied look. "Eileen, you finally get it. This is the most critical time for the pack. I have to be responsible for the whole pack." Ever since he brought home the sister of the comrade who died saving his life, he'd been saying the same thing day in and day out: "Pack business is too busy. I can't get away." When I reached out to him, he said he had to inspect the defenses and had no time. On my birthday, I waited

It was year four of my arranged marriage to Lucas. Then Roderick invaded our land. He was the most powerful Alpha on the West Coast. One look was all it took. The Moon Goddess snapped our mate bond into place. Right in front of everyone, he stole me away and dragged me to his packhouse. For three years, he spoiled me rotten. Every wolf pack in North America burned with envy. He gave me free rein over the best medical labs. My inner wolf was weak from old scars, so he held me tight every single full moon. When wolfsbane nearly killed me, this ruthless Alpha dropped a ten-billion-dollar merger. He sat by my hospital bed for days and never closed his eyes once. His devotion was loud and shamele