Tangled In The Moonlight Unshifted Novels & Stories

God, I’d ruined it. I scrubbed a hand over my face and stood slowly, muscles aching from the shift, from the tension coiled deep in my chest. By the time I climbed back up the path toward the estate, the sounds of the pack had begun to return. Not here, not in the sacred hush of the grotto, but farther off—toward the center of Moonstone territory. The Moonlit Shift had ended. The others would be gathering for the Bondfire by now. It felt like walking between worlds as I left the shadows of the woods behind. One moment I was wrapped in memory and moonlight and the scent of her skin, and the next I was stepping into firelight and laughter and life.

I ask him, “What’s going on? Why are they chained?” “Today was supposed to be the day of the Full Moon Hunt, was it not?” His question makes me shiver. “Yes. And?” His smile widens. “And it’s just begun, Alpha Alec.” He then turns to his own Beta and says, “Release them!” The Omegas are sent running, bound to the woods. The silver will prevent them from shifting, but that doesn’t mean they can’t run. I realize what’s happening here. We’ll be the predators, and they’ll be the prey. Alpha Fredrick nods at me before saying, “It’ll be a hunt nobody will ever forget.”

she yelled at him. “I would never disrespect our Moon Goddess like that. Fated mates are to be cherished.” He told her. “Who is she!?” Tiffany screamed. “I need to know! I demand to know who you're abandoning me for. Throughout all these years, Maximus, I've patiently awaited the moment for you to step up and make me your Luna. I've been entirely dedicated to you all this time. You go out for one final hurrah with your friends, and then you return mated to someone else. For the love of everything, please, reveal who the hell she is?” Her rage was palpable, as her face flushed with anger and her brows twisted into a threatening scowl. Maximus, taken aback by the intensity of her emotions, too

Their bodies slapped together, tattoos blazing, mind-link sharing climax as they came undone, cries echoing in the glade. They collapsed, entwined, the moonlight soothing, bond unbreakable.

The Moon Festival was never meant for people like me. All around the clearing, wolves danced and laughed, their faces painted with silver crescents, clothes glowing with threads woven under moonlight. Lanterns floated overhead, their warm gold light casting shifting shadows on the stones below. The ancient pines swayed, whispering old prayers to the Moon Goddess. I stood at the edge of it all, half-hidden beneath the gnarled limbs of a hollow pine. My hands were clenched inside the sleeves of my simple robe—undyed, unadorned. I wasn’t dressed to be seen.

I need to get serious and stop obsessing about Killan’s mouth, his hands, the way he calls me Sunshine with that rough drawl that makes my knees weak. Tomorrow is the full moon: the night I’ll shift for the first time. And honestly? I’m terrified.

Three weeks ago. The night of the blood moon. I ran alone through the high passes, heavy with young—nine moons along, the pup quickening with every step. The trail gave way. I tumbled, striking stone and ice, wedged in a crevice where the cold would finish what gravity began. I sent my call through the spirit-web to the healers. Needed the Alpha's permission to cut the pup from my dying flesh. Ninety-nine summons. Silence. The hundredth time, the bond stirred.

Oliver nudged me hard on the rib back into the Ashen cage, and I went inside, wondering more than ever what the necklace was for. The moon crystal was above now, and had stopped moving. Alpha Demian's chants had switched from being slow and solemn to being Thunderous, and with this, the ash coloured moon crystal suddenly turned orange, prompting the others to cry out in pain as they began to shift. The atmosphere around me changed also, like it does whenever I shifted but a much stronger force reversed the effect. While furs, paws, claws, fangs and hoofs sprouted out of the others, I remained on the spot, heated but nothing else, which was strange. I felt as if I was about to shift but nothi

The anger flared up in me, and I raised a hand to push them toward the door. "Get out. You're not welcome here." "Ella, are you finished throwing your fit?" Warren braced a hand on the doorframe, his face like a storm. "I'm not throwing a fit." I looked straight into his eyes and said it plainly. "This full moon, we go to the Moonlight Spring, and we break the bond. Officially." Warren blinked, then scoffed. "Break the bond? Ella, you're just jealous of Maya. Can’t you drop this already?"

Aria’s eyes lifted slowly. Drawn upward. Toward the sky. Toward the Moon. Her breath caught. Because it didn’t look right. The soft, glowing light that had always been a symbol of peace… Of guidance… Of the Goddess’s presence… Now flickered. Unsteady. Cracked. Her heart stopped. “No…” The surface of the Moon shifted. A thin, jagged line appeared across it. Barely visible at first. Then— It spread. Like a fracture in glass. Aria staggered to her feet, staring in horror.