Under The Full Moon の小説・ストーリー

"I know." Elder Maren was silent for a moment. Then she stamped the receipt. At sunset, the ceremony was revoked. I left through the narrow path on the other side of the altar and never looked back. At eight o'clock that night, the full moon rose. Kaelan finally reached the Moon Goddess altar. He still carried the scent of herbs from Vera's room, his hair windblown from the rush. But there was no gown on the altar, no flower crown, no me. Only empty benches and candles already gone out.

"Full moon? What's that entail around here?" "It amps the urge to transform to max," she detailed, her manner practical once more. "For vets, it's freedom, a nod to strength. For fresh changes, or those lacking mastery... it's torment. They go wild, risky. Can't tell ally from enemy. We stay vigilant. They're locked in the sturdy cells below till the moon eases." The idea of beasts going berserk right under us scared me. The whole place was a tinderbox, and the full moon was the spark.

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

Wind is moving through the branches. Then I heard something else. A distant howl. My heart jumped. Rogues. Tonight was the Full Mating Moon. Unmated wolves were more restless and dangerous on nights like this. Staying here wasn’t safe. I wiped my tears with my sleeve and stood up, ready to head back to the pack town. That was when I smelled it. The scent was sweet. Deep. Dangerous. Heat rushed through my body, starting at my spine and spreading everywhere. My breath caught.

The night sky grew dark, and silver rays of moonlight shone from above. Deep within the ancient Sacred Forest, a circular altar made of obsidian silently soaked in the moonlight. A one-eyed elderly Priest scattered silver powder across the ground to purify the space and banish all evil. Winona's post had a caption. [Dear Celine, I wish you happiness! I can't wait for the Alpha to arrive!] The group chat instantly flooded with messages. [Holy cow! It's actually all set up!]

“Are you regretting your deal with Cornel? You can still back out if you…” “No nooo. I just want to know what it is all about.” I replied quickly “well if you say so. The full moon celebration is an important event in the pack. It's on the night of the full moon and everyone in the pack looks forward to it, no matter what’s happening. It’s more than just a party. It's a night of unity, strength, and tradition. A reminder that even if the world condemned us, we won't condemn ourselves.” she paused, her eyes glimmering into a distant memory.

“Magenta, rest. Adan will call Nikoa. I’m sure he’ll do it. It’s still early. The sun hasn’t even started to set—” “Brenna,” Adan cut me off. “The effects of the Blood Moon can begin before the moon reaches its full height. I want you to stay in your room until we’re married. I don’t want to take a chance—” “Nothing’s going to happen to me.” I bit my lower lip. “But if you think I’m letting you out of my sight tonight, think again.”

Mum chuckled, “Well, it is something special. See, Lycans, have a unique tradition during the full moon.” I leaned in, intrigued. “What kind of tradition?” She leaned closer, “Lycans mate under the full moon. They can only find their mates then.” “Oh, I think Alex mentioned something like that a few days ago. I thought he was just saying it to tease the boys,”

Only three more nights till the full moon. Please Goddess …

“Trust me, it’s not that bad.” “You’ve all been through it?” I ignored Locke’s hand on my knee and after a few seconds, he removed it. “Except for me,” Henna said. “But I will, at the first full moon.” “Really? It has to be at full moon?” They must be having me on. It sounded too much like some crappy movie. They burst out laughing. “No, we’re just kidding. But the full moon does influence us. Especially when you mate under a full moon. I hope to find mine soon,” Marci said, a dreamy expression on her face.