Novel & Cerita Priestes Of The Moon

Henry and I had invited him to help extract my power from Damion. The moon priests are the priest of the moon goddess. Her special tool, and ardent worshipper. As soon as Damion's gaze fell on them, he tried to crawl out of the cell in an attempt to run. "You sneaky..." I shot him another bolt of energy to his chest, causing him to collapse back on the floor. "I want him slightly awake." The moon priest said with a voice as cold as a steel. "He should still be." Henry crouched beside him, then raised his head to face us. Damion was still awake, but now much more weaker.

We were more favored than the outsiders, whether werewolf or Lycan. Reine and I, as the children of Beta, were taught from a young age that the Temple was the holiest and most sacred place. Becoming the High Priest or Priestess was the greatest honor for our entire family, and even for our entire pack. The High Priest or Priestess was the angel walking among mortals, the Luna Goddess’s messengers in the mortal realm, standing side by side with the Lycan King. If the Lycan King was the ruler of the secular world, then the priest was the master of the spiritual world. Every werewolf or lycan whose soul returns to the Moon Goddess holds the priest in the deepest reverence. One day, the old Prie

We waited in silence and prayed in our hearts. Footsteps rippled in from our sides. The priests were here. We turned to them, and as demanded by the customs of the moon goddess, we bowed our heads and waited for them to close in on us. They came close enough and we picked the candles. The priests are not above alphas, but they are dedicated to the moon goddess, so, even alphas seek the services of the priests of the moon goddess when they face hard times, but we don’t worship the priests.

But why does my heart still hurt so badly when I saw him? The Priestess of the Moon Goddess steps onto the altar by the lakeside. She is a mysterious woman, dressed in flowing white robes with a veil covering her face. The ritual begins with a group of priestesses and priests carrying lanterns filled with glowing crystals. They walk in a slow, rhythmic pattern around the altar, chanting hymns to the Moon Goddess. The air is filled with the sound of soft, melodic chanting and the rustle of robes. The Moon Goddess's priestess steps forward and performs a cleansing ritual. She dips a ceremonial silver chalice into the lake, lifts it towards the moon, and pours the water over the altar, symboliz

He wanted her to leash him. --- The Moon Goddess The temple glistened with starlight. Naked bodies writhed beneath her like worship, their mouths whispering praises as their hands painted devotion across her skin. She lay reclined on a throne carved from lunar stone, legs parted, her high priestess, Maelis, kneeling between them tongue lapping slow and reverent like prayer. Another priestess suckled one breast while fingers teased the other, and a third curled behind her, whispering sinful things into her ear that made her laugh like thunderclouds.

"I don’t want this future for you, darling. Please, leave the past in the past," my mom pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. "Mom, this is about me. I deserve to know," I argued, my chest tightening. She sighed, looking away as if trying to find an escape. "A High Priestess is a mystical, spiritual leader with unique abilities tied to the Moon Goddess. She is responsible for guiding, protecting, and balancing the energy within the werewolf pack. Unlike an Alpha, whose strength comes from physical power and leadership, a High Priestess wields spiritual and elemental power, often through rituals, visions, and…" She hesitated, swallowing hard.

Their duty was to keep the prisoners from leaving this cursed land. Nevertheless, to get inside, the souls would first need to be dragged across the ancient tree. The tree of Moonland. The head of the Sandjiin would receive the spirits from the outside and then guide them to the other side of the Land. To compensate the leader for the journey, the spirits must have a medallion coin. Those who could not pay, or who were not descendants of the Moon, were turned away. Though the spirits of the prisoners in the wasteland were unaware of the activities of the living. Once inside, they did not continue to grow and it froze their psyche. Also, it was believed that time doesn't exist here.

After a while when the room was completely , the white witch spoke in a cold voice , " Witches and Wizards the day has arrived .The day we waited for years . Tonight is special more than any other night . Tonight exactly when the other day stars the curse is about to be broken . The moon princess will posses her powers , her power are a threat to the whole world . But our coven is proud to make sure she doesn't learn to use them , she won't until she reaches the place she belongs to , the moon . This month when the full moon rises and is coloured with the red colour of blood and the moo princess's powers are on its peak , our coven will do the honour to kill the moon princess and save all th