Novel & Cerita The Last Daughter Of The Moon

"Yes. I was Alpha Felix Moons Beta before your father killed them, and we surrendered to his pack and loyalty." "Felix Moon was an Alpha!?" "Yes. Alpha Felix Moon was one of the best Alpha's there was. His mate, Luna Sasha Moon, was from your father's pack. They had a daughter. Not sure what ever happened to her. There have been a lot of stories and rumors about her whereabouts." "Why did my father kill them? Is that why we have such a large pack?"

She lifted her hand, and particles of beautiful, terrifying silver light gathered around her fingertips. "I am what you once were," she answered softly. "The last Crescent Queen." The world seemed to freeze. I stared at her, my mind utterly failing to process the weight of those words. The woman took one final step toward me, and the moonlight expanded, engulfing the temple, the pool, and the stars until everything was swallowed by white light. One last promise echoed in my mind, gentle yet absolute: "You are the last daughter."

A scroll tied with silver ribbon. I untied the ribbon with trembling fingers and unrolled the parchment. The writing was in an old-fashioned script, but I could read it clearly. *Miriam Silvermoon, daughter of Elena Silvermoon and Marcus Silvermoon, born under the blood moon of the autumn equinox. Marked by the Moon Goddess as The Moon's Last Voice, keeper of the ancient magics, guardian of the balance between light and dark.* My mother. The scroll was talking about my mother. I read on, my heart pounding harder with each line, but as the truth sank in, something inside me cracked.

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,

Poppy POV I could feel her inside of me, Luna. She wasn't just borrowing my voice she showed me things. When I was 5 and told my first prophecy, she was with me. "A girl born from a united and fated bond. She will hold extraordinary powers. Stronger than the earth. To harvest the energy she will need help. One mate for each side of her. Vampire, werewolf and witch. She is the last daughter of the moon, Luna. The most treasured one. Her mother will send her most loyal Knight to her side. To protect and love.

“Just go straight to checking why my Luna keeps transforming.” “I’m not bowing to you, Your Majesty. I’m bowing to the Mother Witch.” At first, her words made no sense. But then only Aldrich and I were here… so she was referring to me?! “Who is the Mother Witch?!” My eyes widened as I hit my chest hard, as if that would somehow deny the truth unfolding before me. “Me?!” “Yes, Your Highness,” she answered firmly. “You are the last surviving daughter of the Umbra Claw Pack, which the late king burned down. You have reclaimed the powers of your ancestors, and now you are here to destroy those who burned down your world.”

--- Luna lifted a hand. Silver light swirled around her fingers. Three thousand years of ancient power. Three thousand years of history. Then she placed her hand gently over Elara's heart. "You are not my daughter by blood." The tension in the room eased instantly. Lucien's expression relaxed slightly. Kael exchanged a glance with Maeve. --- Luna continued. "But you are my daughter in spirit." The silver light brightened. "I was the first Moonborn." The chamber trembled softly. "The first guardian against the darkness."

Mom looked at my belly, her eyes softening with a mix of pity and fear. "The Inverse Moon was a feminine ritual, Angie. It draws its power from the 'Dark Side' of the moon. A son would just carry the shadow, dormant and rotting. But a daughter... a daughter can channel it. She doesn't just hold it; she transforms it. But the cost..." she trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. "What, Mom? Tell me," I demanded, my voice rising. Dad stepped forward, his face etched with a weariness that looked a decade older than he was. He reached out as if to steady me, but his hand hovered in the air, trembling slightly.

“Last one. Winter Moon, daughter of Ronan.” Winter felt a jolt of pure panic. Her feet wouldn’t move. She was rooted to the spot, her head bowed, her hood pulled as far forward as it would go, trying to make herself disappear.