Shadow Moon American Gods Novels & Stories

I remembered a voice, the Goddess’s, begging for forgiveness as I became a living seal. I was a cage, I was a key, and I was a guardian. And that thing should never have touched my home. I ran toward it with my entire herd of shadows behind me. The impact caused the square to vanish beneath a black and silver shroud. My shadow wolves bit at his legs, his neck, and his branch-like ribs. Emmett cast his light into the hole in his chest. The Luna Goddess channeled silver down my back, not to do my work for me but to keep me from dying before I finished it. The god Night placed his hand on my shoulder in the midst of the battle, and for the first time, my shadows didn’t hurt.

I realized then that I couldn't heal him with a song or a shunt. I had to walk into the mirror. I stepped toward the shadow-version of myself, my gold eyes locking onto her lightless grey ones. I didn't reach for my wolf's teeth. I reached for the girl in the white dress. "I remember the mud," I told the shadow, my voice steady and human. "I remember the jeers of the pack and the coldness of the rain. I remember thinking I was nothing. But that girl didn't die, shadow. She became the mother of three gods. She became the Luna of the Silver Moon. And she doesn't need you to tell her who she is anymore."

He mutters. “Shadow wolf?” I ask. I’ve never heard this name before. “Yes. Just like there are celestial wolves, there are Shadow wolves. The strongest version of the Ashwalker rogues. You are the leader of them, their king and the one who’s going to preach the powers of our one, true God.” “And who’s the True God? The one who took down Selene?” I ask as I remember what Rena mentioned about the Moon Goddess being dead and the mating system getting messed up.

By the time I checked the clock, it was nearly nine at night. I stared out at the black silhouette of the mountains. Only one thought occupied my mind. Please let this car run out of gas. Apparently, the Moon Goddess was listening. At the foot of a remote mountain, the engine finally gave one last pathetic sputter before dying completely. Silence descended. The only sounds were insects chirping in the darkness and frogs croaking somewhere nearby. Scattered lights in the distance resembled fallen stars. Beyond that, there was nothing. My wolf slowly rose to her feet.

"Where do we go, Luna? Our territory is tainted by the Rite. The spirits of the forest will turn from us now that the Alpha bloodline is gone." Audrey looked at the horizon, where the last sliver of the sun was disappearing. "We move toward the dawn," she replied, her gaze shifting toward the Silver Pack’s mountain borders. "The Moon Shadow name is buried tonight. From this hour on, we are the Solar Eclipse—a union of shadow and light. We will take the strength of the mountains and the wisdom of the moon."

“People don’t change what they believe overnight.” Elara smiled, gripping the locket through her tunic. “I know. But we’re not walking it alone anymore.” And as they began the long journey back down the mountain, toward a world that was finally starting to heal, she knew one thing for certain: the shadow would never be beside the moon again as something feared. It would be there, as it always should have been equal, steady, and home.

Kolby said, holding onto Hunter’s arm tighter. “No one is saying for you to reject him, it’s your choice but this is some very surprising news. Who are we to deny what the Moon Goddess does. For whatever reason, she has paired our families together, that or she has a twisted sense of humor.” Karson chuckled. The BlackPaw siblings looked back and forth at each other. “It’s a joke, laugh!” He laughed out. “Welcome BlackPaw clan to the Shadow clan.” Kelvin announced.

Stripping off my clothes, I left them and my bag under a redwood tree, then I let Rose take over. "Let's run to our heart's content! Then we'll take a bath in the river," I said to her. Under the luminous gaze of the full moon, I felt an irresistible force surging through my being. My heart quickened with anticipation. Closing my eyes, I focused on the power within, embracing the ancient magic that coursed through my veins. It began with a tingling sensation, like a thousand tiny needles tracing patterns across my skin. My bones shifted, and a rush of euphoria washed over me as my human form started to contort.

Wolves were running all over, and then she got a mindlink. "The Shadow Howlers are here, and it looks like they came to fight," Her dad said in the mindlink to the pack. Why would The Shadow Howlers come to their pack? They were the pack that basically policed other packs, but The Last Moon Pack hadn't done anything wrong. In fact, they were so vanilla that Bianca hoped her mate would take her away. She picked Trisha up and ran toward the pack house. They got to the front porch just as the warriors arrived.

“Wrong answer.” Andrew’s fists clenched. “You’ve got one more shot before I stop holding back.” The man looked up at me, eyes wild. “You think she’s still alive?” My jaw tightened. “Talk.” “You’re chasing shadows,” he said, breathing hard. “The Blood Moon rises soon. She’ll be the vessel. You’re not here to save her. You’re here to witness the rebirth.” “What rebirth?” Lora snapped. He laughed again, but it cracked this time. “The god beneath the moon. The one your kind buried. You call it myth. We call it prophecy.”