Our Ball Begins At Moonrise Novels & Stories

The crowd and everywhere became a chaos, I couldn't stop my smile and Rose was among the crowd that were yelling and celebrating cause Moon just scored another field goal “Moon! Has done it again by scoring another three points field goal and now there's five minutes left before the game is over, which team with go home with the gold medal championship, this is such a tough game there is so much hit right now, and the NSS are not letting the LUV off easily” The MC announced as the game is now hitted up than ever cause time is almost up, and the kids are at each other's neck, playing back to back “Three minutes left” The MC announced, and this time, the ball is no longer reaching the basket a

"Or are you finally willing to go back?" "Not a chance." Lennox sighed, tightening her hold on my arm. "Let’s go." Nodding, I made my way up the large stairs of Alphonze’s mansion and inside, where the ball was already in full swing. As of now, the evening's main events involved drinking, dancing, and flaunting power. It was only when midnight struck and the moon was high in the sky that any and all mate bonds would come to life and the true reason for this ball would come to life.

Blaise tightened the last bolt on the moon drop mechanism. “Alright,” he said, brushing snow off his hands, “It’s ready.” Storm ran to him. “Daddy, the moon falls?” he asked, showing everyone with dramatic hand motions. Beth laughed and scooped him up. “When it’s midnight, little man.” Our live band played on the large platform and the end of the field. Pups ran between chairs with holiday glow sticks. Elders sat close to the bonfire with cider, sharing quiet stories. Warriors relaxed for once, leaning back while their mates curled by their sides.

I said quiety, running my fingers along my neck. The ball was less than a week away, and he wanted me to falter—back down and beg. But I wouldn’t. “Tessa, get me a pen and paper,” I said. She didn’t hesitate, moving to the corner and placing what I asked for in front of me. I continued to caress my neck, my eyes deep in thought. The Grand Moonlight Ball was a tradition held by Greenville, hosting all high-born werewolves from different continents even the royal family.

“No more punishment runs. You get your old easy sessions back. Deal?” They exchanged looks, and then a few smirked as if they’d already won. Maya stood first, brushing grass off her shorts. “Deal.” The others nodded, some were reluctant, while some were eager. We started with Maya and she took the ball at the top of the eighteen, eyes narrowed. First shot low left corner. I read her hips, dropped quickly, and smothered it with both hands stopping the ball from bettering the goal post. “Push-ups,” I let out quietly, making curses under my breath but dropped down.

Mary stepped back, nodding approvingly, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of what tonight meant. The Mating Ball had already begun, sixteen minutes past the scheduled time. From my vantage point in my room, I could hear the faint sound of the crowd, the echo of ceremonial music flowing through the halls. Alpha Jerome’s voice carried clearly from the ballroom. “The ceremonial halls of the Moonlight Packs are now open!” His voice boomed. “Tonight, we gather not only to celebrate but to witness the bonds of fate and the joining of mates.”

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.”

Whatever happens, we'll face it together. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "When should we begin?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Sera's violet eyes locked onto mine, a mysterious smile playing at her lips. "The moon tonight is a New Moon," she said, her voice taking on an almost musical quality. "Moonrise would be the ideal time to complete the ritual. The darkest night, when new beginnings are born." A shiver ran through me at her words. The New Moon - a time of potential and renewal. It felt right, somehow, that we should attempt this now.

And yet, why wasn’t Harold one too? Drawing a deep breath in spite of the growing night's cold, I force myself to relax back into the bench seat. There’s still so much I need to know about what I am—and about my kind. After a grueling fourteen minutes, the final quarter is almost over with the score tied between the two teams. In possession of the ball, the Ridgeclaw boys begin to orchestrate a final play. They pass it between themselves in seamless harmony until Conor breaks into a sprint, and they toss it his way…

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: Ronan Montague _*]:min-w-0"> I arrived at Moonrise Academy at 8:47 PM, right as the blood moon hit totality. _*]:min-w-0"> The motorcycle ride from my exile location had taken six hours of pushing speed limits and ignoring every instinct that screamed this was a terrible idea. But Juliana's message had been clear: her parents were forcing the arranged mating ceremony tonight. During the blood moon. When her wolf would be too overwhelmed to resist the ritual bonding.