Novelas y relatos de Under A New Moon

Although they didn’t lose their strength in the dark, they grew exhausted quickly under the influence of the darkness. The opposite was true for the Undead. Higher Class Undead like Elder Sand, Eva and Marie grew stronger under the blessing of darkness. If there was no moon, Aiden wouldn’t have been able to handle even three strikes from them! “Ladies, I think you have to take the kid seriously if you want to maintain your stellar record,” Elder Sand chuckled and said. “Yes, Elder” “Yes, Elder”

“Everyone goes out to train on nights like this. It’s where we were headed, actually.” Sure enough, as we made our way outside, the sky was dark, which was oddly invigorating. Even without a wolf, I couldn’t deny the impact that the new moon and full moon had on me, on all of us. The new moon typically meant renewed energy and a release of frustrations, while the full moon meant clarity and unity. “I guess I’ve been too preoccupied to notice the phases,” I muttered, drawing my cardigan tighter around myself as we made our way to the training grounds.

I could tell they were his. We get in his car and we start driving. I often stare out the window watching the rain slide across the soft, cold glass. Go! Be free! I tell them. New Moon is coming soon. Not every pack does this but my pack has a New Moon celebration on every New Moon. It's supposed to mean, new chances and being able to start over. And I love believing that.

Crickets and owls were the background tune as Icelyn and I walked around the fortress. I had made her wear my coat. I didn't tell her the fur was mine. I didn't have the strength to explain that to her just yet. But I could transmit some heat to her even better than earlier because she wore me. “The moon, it's really pretty,” she said all of a sudden. I looked up to see the crescent moon in the sky. “The crescent moon signifies new begining in our realm. It's the start of a new phase. When people want to count down to a special occasion, they start with the crescent and end on a full moon,” I explained.

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.

Whatever happens, we'll face it together. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "When should we begin?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Sera's violet eyes locked onto mine, a mysterious smile playing at her lips. "The moon tonight is a New Moon," she said, her voice taking on an almost musical quality. "Moonrise would be the ideal time to complete the ritual. The darkest night, when new beginnings are born." A shiver ran through me at her words. The New Moon - a time of potential and renewal. It felt right, somehow, that we should attempt this now.

I raised both eyebrows, trying to coach her to speak. “What are the rituals attached to the different moons? We don’t celebrate those.” She finally said. Inside my mind, I applauded her bravery, knowing it wasn’t easy for her to speak up. "A blood moon is a full lunar eclipse, so the sun is between us and the moon. Which means the pull from the moon isn’t as strong. Some theorize we’re weaker during those moons. But because of this, most pack have extra security around their packs. Like a superstition, almost.” I stopped to see Atalanta write down some notes with a lot of enthusiasm. It was cute.

she challenges Zared. “Aminta! What are you thinking? We can never defeat him? Our best option was to be obedient and then sneak off.” “The next full moon is in a week. We’ll have to put in as much training as possible. And you must get your ass on board. Without your full commitment we are doomed,” she completely ignores my question. “Why under the full moon?” “Under the full moon the Moon Goddess favours the one she wants to win. It’s not that we don’t have to fight or do well but the playing field is levelled to some extent.”

The Moonless Night. “And why is that so? Are you sure this time?” Steven took a long breath and asked politely. “As I said earlier, the curses and blessings are nothing but a part of the Moon Goddess’s powers. Her powers are highest on the full moon night, while lowest during the moonless night. So…” Emma was interrupted by Steven. “So, on a full moon night, the blessing would be at its highest while on a moonless night, it would be at its weakest. Making it easier for others to attack and conquer the blessed wolf’s heart.” Steven completed it unconsciously.

They’d talked through everything—everything The night of the Blood Moon Festival had been chaos cloaked in celebration. Colton remembered drinking from the chalice like everyone else had, and then the next thing he knew they had found each other but his stomach felt like it was turning in on itself. He hadn’t known someone had tampered with them. He’d felt off almost immediately—his senses dulled, thoughts clouded, and then… nothing. Just flashes. Trees. Stars. Her body. Her scent. Heat and hunger. And then darkness.