Novel & Cerita The Moon Baby

"No... it can't be. Not a child of that specific alignment." The illusion gave a slow, miserable nod, confirming the old woman's fears. *"Yes, Morwen. She knows. Luna was born precisely at the midnight stroke of the solar eclipse. She is a Moon Child."* Kael frowned, looking between the old healer and the phantom. "Alright, I'll bite. What exactly does a fancy birth title mean for a baby that small?" Morwen's voice was barely a whisper, cold and hollow. "It means, Commander, that her raw, uncorrupted celestial signature possesses the unique harmonic frequency required to awaken and bind the ancient, sleeping dragons of the higher realms."

I guess my question might have annoyed him. "Your father is a vampire too, Dabria. Moon is a vampire and he has a baby too. Your father's case was rare. You and Moon are hybrids. Maybe that's how you conceived." Mom replied to my question in a low tone. I shrugged my shoulders as I knew mom was right.

Mom and MaryJane placed a comforting hand on my shoulder as we watched everything unfold. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor emerged and gave us a reassuring smile. "The baby's breathing is stable now," he said. "You don't need to worry, but we do recommend taking proper care of him. Make sure he gets plenty of fluids and vitamins." I let out a sigh of relief,thanking God inwardly.The doctor went on to explain the reason behind the sudden breathing difficulty. He mentioned that it was likely due to the baby's underdeveloped respiratory system, which is not uncommon in premature infants. This revelation eased some of my anxiety, knowing that there was a medical explanation for what

was all I manage to say and drank from my cup. "She is beyond all compliments and adoration, Wajan. She is the creator, and we regard her as such." He leaned back on his wooden chair with his hands, residues of his meal still evident, still rested on the table top. His muscled flexed at that movement and I could not help but to gawk. I quickly widthraw my stares before he notice. "I thought so," I said. "You must meet Lamara, my sister by birth. She will teach you all you need to know regarding the moon and all her glory. She helped the healer to cure your wounds using her spiritual gift."

I named the baby Noah. He's a mischievous little one who keeps us on our toes. He can sleep all day but insists on being awake and fussy at night. Aunt Mary and Uncle Marcus dote on him, taking turns to soothe him in the evenings. Typically, Aunt Mary handles the first half of the night, and Uncle Marcus takes the latter. Noah is like a mini-me, inheriting my brown skin and green eyes. He's nothing like Drake, which eases my worries.

Alive. I knelt slowly. My hands trembled as I pulled back the blanket. And what I saw, Was a baby. Small. Sleeping. With golden eyes. And white flame, curling along its fingertips. I backed away. “No…” The baby opened its eyes. And whispered, “Mommy.” I fell. Hands scraping the stone. Tears stung my face. “No,” I breathed again. Because those eyes? They weren’t Thorne’s. Not Kael’s.

The Blood Moon loomed overhead, casting an eerie glow over the land. Its light seemed to pulse with the weight of ancient power, the sky painted in crimson and gold as the stars disappeared beneath its shadow. Raynor stood at the edge of the Frostfang Peaks, looking out over the vast expanse of the land. The clans were scattered, divided, broken by years of bloodshed and war, but he knew—this was the moment they would either be healed or destroyed.

He begged and begged. He took his hand in hers. “Lily, Lily, talk to me!” He cried. Lily just smiled softly as she pushed her cold, pale head against Liam’s skin. “Warm,” was all she said. “CAN I GET A DOCTOR OVER HERE!” Liam screamed, voice still cracking like shattered porcelain. “NOW!”

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

He yelled and ran towards me, my baby is no longer that small, he's now much taller and bigger, he ran into my arms hugging me so tight “Is that Moon's mum?” “She's so beautiful” “She's so cute” “She's young” “I heard she's a doctor” “She's rich as well” I continue to hear different comments from different angles, after some time Moon finally pulled away and hug his grandma “You guys are here” He said happily “Of course baby, grandma and I are here to support you” I smiled at him “Hey” I heard and look up to see it's Moon's coach “Hi” I smiled widely accepting his handshake