Upper Moon 3 Novels & Stories

Jasper POV: My hands flipped through page after page of the documents in my office. Bank statements, hospital checklists, item checklists, warrior statuses. I growled in frustration as I buried my nose in these papers. The added task of omega tasking and party planning has also fallen to me since my Luna was in the hospital delivering her twins. I couldn't wait to see them, or smell them, so I would know exactly who to make an example of to the pack.

"Then don't be. Help us." "Help you do what?" "Get out. All of us." Rue stared at her. "You're serious." "I've never been more serious about anything in my life." Rue was quiet for a long moment. Then she said, "The full moon is in three days." "I know." "The pack bond will be strongest then. Lena will be watching everyone." Nell nodded. "So we watch her back." Rue looked at Caleb. Then at Nell. Then at the photograph in Caleb's hands.

Walking up to my side, he kept a polite distance as 'engaged couples' would. He clearly heard my whisper but was trying to appear unconcerned. I turned slightly, smiling faintly, shyly and hopefully as the future queen would. "Just thinking about the prayer to the Moon Goddess in three days." That was the truth. New moons were the moment when the Moon Goddess' power would wane, and it would be most suited for a grand farewell and a quiet escape. Daniel chuckled in turn, turning away and looking up to the distant skies. "The Moon Goddess will protect you, Susan."

“Then that’s what matters.” Jessica joined them, brushing crumbs from her hands. “The Moon clearly approves,” she said, glancing at the faint shimmer that seemed to cling to Baylee’s skin whenever she was near Lacey. Baylee rolled her eyes. “If one more person brings up the Moon, I’m going to start howling at it.” Jessica laughed. “Please don’t. You’ll start a trend.” --- The Triplet Challenge Later, the triplets decided the pack was too quiet and announced the first annual Silverveil “Moon Games.”

"And something that will save us all." Marcus nodded once, accepting it. "The three moons align at 6:47 PM. Thirty minutes from now. Whatever you're planning, you should move fast." After he left, I stood alone in the tower and watched the sky. The three moons were impossible, scientifically speaking. They should never have existed in the same system. But then again, so was I—a woman who had died and come back, who carried power that rewrote the rules of how the universe should work. Maybe impossible just meant not yet explained.

, the very thing the world would eventually come to fear even more than the Moon. ​"I'm not your god, Dad," Leo said, his voice cold. ​"Maybe not yet," Miller whispered, leaning in close. "But look at the news-feed, Alpha." ​Ren turned on his tablet. The world wasn't watching the Spire. They were watching the Silverwood. ​A third moon, red, jagged, and dripping with a dark, oily substance, was emerging from the Pacific Ocean. ​"The High-Alpha was just the guardian," Miller said, his eyes reflecting the red light. "The 'Second-Sun' was the key. And you just turned it, Leo. You didn't just unlock the Resonance. You unlocked the 'Blood-Gate'."

"That won't stop whoever sent this. It'll just make you a prisoner." "He's manipulating you," Sky hissed. "Don't listen to him." But Lucius's logic made sense. Sort of. "Then what do I do?" "You stay alert. You trust no one except the people you know won't betray you." "And who's that?" He smiled slightly. "That's for you to decide." I looked down at the note in my hands. ‘The Lunar Moon is coming.’ "What's the Lunar Moon?" "A specific phase. When the moon is at its fullest and brightest. The next one happens in three weeks."

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?"