Upper Moon Meeting Novels & Stories

Far and far away from the pack. I didn't get to see Adrian all the time, with his busy schedule. I was back in my room when I was called to his office to have a meeting with him and Hughson, the elder. I knew it was for the upcoming full moon meeting. Ava told me about it and I thought they would have had this meeting already, since it was only three days away now. I walked in and sat in my chair beside Adrian. "Morana, my dear Luna, how are you, child?" Hughson asked me.

Soree sat in her corner of the office with a bunch of books she either pulled off the shelf in the library or took from Elara’s. Seith and I finally got the northern alphas to agree on a time for a conference call. Now we were just waiting for the minutes to tick by until we launched the call. “Okay, so we’re going to frame this as a New Moon, New Luna Dinner. I’m not going to make it any bigger than that. Small, intimate, just thirty-six of us.”

The party was incredible. A lot of music, food, drinks and lively talks. Everyone was really excited to meet new people and with the idea of forming a bigger pack. They lighted up an enormous bonfire in the middle of the improvised dance floor, so everyone could dance around it and get warm. The sky was very cloudy, and at some time during the night, the wind started to blow in a different direction. Hidden behind the dark and heavy clouds, it was possible to see the full moon, imposing her majestic and breathtaking beauty.

just as right now. Like the moon who only shows up at night, Blythe can also feel her freedom of going anywhere she likes and enjoying the world when the sun is not around anymore to burn her sensitive skin. It was as if only the moon could embrace her for who she really is. But if her memory serves her right, since the orphanage's tragedy up to the very misfortune she's experiencing right now, the moon has always been there to witness her distress. It was as if Luna had been keeping wrath from her and she was punishing Blythe at every chance possible.

“Who knows what will happen at midnight?” I can’t stop smiling at the picture until Liam pokes me in the side and points to a stage where Alpha and Luna Williams are standing. Everyone else takes notice and quiets down, giving them our full attention. “Hello Everyone, welcome to the Emerald Mountain Mating Gathering. With the kickoff of this event and with the blessings of the Moon Goddess, we are looking forward to the beginning of fruitful mating season.” Alpha Williams greets us with a warm smile. He and Luna Williams give us instructions on where to stand when dinner finishes and tell us all what to expect at midnight when the moon is at its peak.

As I went on to think about upcoming events, to try to help draw my attention to something else, I went on to think about what happened during a full moon. On every third month, my pack would host a Moon High Muster. That was a celebration lasting for five days and only during the full moon. So it was never on the same days as the moon followed its own course across the lights in the darkened sky. On the third day of the celebration, when the moon was at its fullest, we welcomed the newest members into the various packs that came to join us during the celebration. Currently, the following month was when the next Moon High Muster was supposed to be celebrated. That also just so happens to be

"But you are not where they think you are. You have crossed the barrier of the old lands. You are in the territory of the Unbound." I looked around. The forest here felt different—older, deeper, humming with a kind of energy I hadn't felt in the Ashmoor Kingdom. "What is the Unbound?" "The ones who rejected the treaties," she said, gesturing toward the woods. "The ones who remember what it means to be a wolf, and what it means to be a god. They have been waiting for the return of the Moonveil, child." She stepped forward and placed a hand on my shoulder. Her touch was warm, comforting.

Under the radiant glow of the full moon, Silver Moon Pack members gathered in the heart of their territory, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Moon Goddess. Alpha Jake, Luna Mara, and the rest of the werewolves stood in a circle, their eyes fixed on the heavens. As the minutes passed, a palpable sense of reverence filled the air.

“Keep the patrols tight. No one crosses the border without our knowing.” Kael nodded. “Already on it. But there’s something else you need to know.” Ren turned to him, his expression sharpening. “What is it?” “The elders have called a meeting,” Kael said. “Tonight. They want to discuss the Blood Moon.” Ren’s stomach tightened at the mention of the Blood Moon. It was a rare and powerful event, one steeped in tradition and prophecy. For weeks, the pack had felt its approach—the air growing heavier, the tension among the wolves escalating.