Romans & histoires The Song The Moon

I was tagged the strict and ‘no mercy’ alpha but I did not care, as long as people feared me, whatever floats their boats is what they can call me. They wouldn’t dare disrespect me. The royalties of the Crescent pack are direct descendants of the first werewolves and every pack member must partake in the moon fall ceremony where a blood oath is renewed among all pack members. That way, we all share the same blood and strengthen our bond with the moon goddess.

Evelyn's expression turned serious, and she leaned in close. "The Lunar Curse is an ancient legend, it's said to affect the lunar pack, causing them to...change during the full moon." I felt a shiver run down my spine as I listened to Evelyn's words. How come i was so unaware of it. Sure i heard some stories about it but i did not know it was this dangerous. "Change? What do you mean?" Evelyn hesitated, glancing around the kitchen as if she feared being overheard. "I shouldn't be telling you this,and I think you have a right to know. The Lunar Curse is said to bring out the...beast in those who are afflicted. They lose control, becoming violent and unpredictable."

Waylon whimpered at his side, making Dante calm down and grumble, “Whatever.” “Moon Goddess and her husband?” Marcel asked, looking at the picture he drew. “Kane, you say that before, too.” Marcel looked up at Corbin and asked, “How song go?” Corbin groaned inside this child! He loved children, but only Kaeden knew and no one knew he could sing except for the sins. Corbin’s eyes unfocused, scanned the crowd outside and sighed, “Fine…” Thinking for a moment, he rests his chin on Marcel’s head and starts singing. The song Corbin sag depicted the tale of the love between a wolf and the moon.

She had to join him in the memory. She walked over to him, carefully, like approaching a scared animal. She didn't look at the rock. She looked at him. "What was the song about, Finn?" she asked softly. He blinked, confused. "What?" "The lullaby. What were the words?" He frowned, his concentration turning inward. "It was... it was about the moon being a silver boat. And the stars were... were little fish swimming in a dark sea." He hummed a few notes, his voice trembling. "She said I should sail away on the moon boat and have sweet dreams."

has 100,000 mentions, likes, and comments. Gideon crushes a glass in his fist in anger. “Let’s get out of here.” But Selene appears at my elbow, slipping a red rose into my hand. With a note tied to it that smells like my mother's perfume. “Your mother's favorite song is next.” The DJ's microphone echoes, “Moonlight lovers, who’s ready for our next vibe?” Then he hits the first music chord and plays the folk song my mother loved. It tears open memories I thought I’d buried for good, digs up the pain from old wounds, and makes me remember how her soothing voice sang the song.

The Moonborn’s dawn. And it was only the beginning.

"I believe we will be able to count with one more pack. And they are very powerful." "Whose pack?" "The son of the Moon."

Claire and Colton were siblings—and his aunt, Elena, had been moon-kissed. "You're Claire's brother," Channary whispered, the realization hitting her like a blow to the chest. Her lips parted as she turned it over in her head, piecing it together. "Your aunt was moon-kissed." Colton's eyes met hers again, drawn in like a tide to the moon. The air shimmered faintly between them, the pull undeniable. But Channary broke the spell first. She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and asked coldly, "What are you doing in my house?"

"Flesh and bone cannot touch what exists between worlds." Torin, the old Alpha, fell to his knees, his pride evaporating before the undeniable evidence. "By ancient alliances... they are real." Aurora felt the power of the full moon calling to her, pulsing in her blood. Without thinking, she raised her hands and began to sing. This time, the words flowed naturally—an ancient melody that made the air vibrate. The Guardians froze, their smoking bodies trembling as if agitated by a contrary wind. “The Song,” one of them hissed, taking a step back. “True Moon remembers.”

Vincent loves Damien as much as I did and they both got along well. Every night before he slept, Vincent and I would always sing to him. "I'm lying on the moon My dear, I'll be there soon It's a quiet, starry place Time's we're swallowed up In space we're here a million miles away There's things I wish I knew There's no thing I'd keep from you It's a dark and shiny place But with you my dear I'm safe and we're a million miles away We're lying on the moon It's a perfect afternoon