Our Ball Begins At Moonrise Novels & Stories

Some cheers, some playful groans, but the mood is light and excited. Daryl claps again, signaling for his team to step forward. Each of them holds a sack bag and some rope. “Okay, listen up!” he calls. “Here’s your first game. Each team will walk side by side with your ankles tied together. There are small colored balls at the start line. Your goal is to collect as many balls as possible and drop them into your sack bag at the finish line. The team with the most balls after five minutes wins a private spa session and dinner for two.” A few whistles echo from the crowd.

“Let’s head there before he starts timing us for lateness.” I stared at him. “Right now?” He nodded. “Apparently the Moonlit Ball is tomorrow night, and he wants everything—his words—‘practically perfect down to the last spin.’ So. That.” Ingrid groaned dramatically and shoved her spoon into her soup. “Of course he does. I swear, if anyone breathes off-tempo, he’ll rearrange the entire choreography to fix it in one night.” Callum gave a half-smile. “That… sounds accurate.”

“I should’ve figured you didn’t know what Mateball was. Didn’t you grow up in the human world as well.” “I did,” I replied, tentative as to what her point was. “Right,” Meg went on. “So Mateball happens on the night of the fullest moon. This year, it happens to be at the beginning of the semester. It’s the time where everyone dresses up and attends the dance to try and find their fated mate, you know what that is right?” My face fell. Great. More mate bullshit. I nodded once. “It’s really important,” Meg expressed. “Further more, it’s really fun! Sometimes the older guys slip a little booze into the punch then it really gets the party going.”

But now, she’s convinced that whoever that Jade girl is, she is telling nothing but the truth. She glances at Zayden who looked at her with that “I told you so” look in his expression, then she looked back in front. There are five rows and five columns of balls lined up, squared with lights on all sides for each two opposing teams. The mechanics of the game is pretty simple. Each player has to pick one ball from the rows and after all the players on each team had picked, a five second countdown will show and then the ball will reveal the word PASS or FAIL. The player who picks “FAIL” will be eliminated and the player who picks PASS, will be saved.

Then he tilted his head slightly. “Well, not yet.” This bastard… “Think of it as… giving you a chance. An opportunity to fix things, if you can win it. Unless you’re afraid you’ll lose?” He waved his hand, and one of the Ferguson staff rolled out a bag. A bright orange ball and two makeshift sticks were produced. “We don’t need ice. Just skill.” Within minutes, a clearing had been marked off. Ethan tossed the ball in the center and grinned. “Ready, Rivers?”

The Luna began, "I know that this whole rogue problem is really weighing, not only our family, but also the whole pack as well. So...I decided to make a celebration for Mia getting back to full health as well as a distraction for those who are stressed from this whole situation. So...I have made a decision to have a ball! We will be renting out a huge hall. There will be dancing, and food and mingling and-" The Alpha chuckled and squeezed her shoulder lightly, "I think they get the picture, sweetheart." The Luna laughed, "Yeah will. That is what I want to do. So the ball will be happened in two days. Me and Zapora are organising in. So please spread the word. It is in two days at 7:30 PM at

I giggled. “Well, now we have a ball to plan.” Liora sighed, and I stopped dead in my tracks. “Liora, it has to be the best ball this kingdom has ever witnessed. I need it to be epic.” I mumbled. “Well, we can do that after the full moon.” Liora suggested. “Well, the full moon would last a few days, right?” “Erm… it's the first night that's the most important, and you must stay locked in your room.”

He ignored it. "We need the blue flowers now." I said. "They only grow near running water." We walked toward a creek. The sun was setting. Roland walked ten paces ahead. He scanned the trees. His hand never left his sword. "We are running out of time Alaric." I said. I felt the pressure in my chest. "The journey back will take hours. The competition starts at sunrise. If we miss the opening ceremony, the Moon Crescent Pack wins by default." "We will make it, Sophie." Alaric said.

I had no idea where I was and just knew that Stormy's scent was more important. I walked away from that territory into another and another until it was 9 pm already. I sat on the floor between a clearing as I stared at the dark sky with a huge sign of the moon. It was going to be full moon that night and I was very well aware of it. I hate planning to mark my mate in bliss only to be met by Richard's interruption. I wished I could get a hold of him or just be able to see him. I promise to do justice to his bad behavior.

Now, “Let's see the near end of this, shall we?” Smiling with anticipation as he is loving the scene and every bit of HIS play that is coming into the light and in motion. HE snaps HIS fingers once more as HE whispers and all along into his palace, realm, and void, sitting comfortably unto HIS throne with the words. “Now let’s head back to the beginning.” GLANCING at the bright full moon above that never wavers nor somehow changes in position and phases, she slowly stands as she looks back and towards the grand ball of the night. Just then, she catches the glimpse of the person she’s waiting for.