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Blake The room has gotten much colder. With that realization, my heart wanted to jump out of my mouth. Not much longer now. A bit more time and I could expect to be where I wanted to be for a year. Looking again at the moon, it had moved a bit to the left since I last stared at it. Writing is helping me not only center myself with the calm but also remind myself why I’m jumping into the mouth of the lion. Even though remembering my lost child is giving me hope, I know that I’m unlikely to make it to sunrise. So, in anticipation of the hag’s arrival, I must finish my story.

Then she takes a deep breath and continues. “There on the mountaintop, the moon rabbit shed its skin and became a terrible thing. It offered its fur to the girls, then demanded that one of them give herself to it for as long as the blessing of the lineage lasted. It said that the remaining twin would carry the fur with her and become the Luna of a great new pack, and that pack would eventually give birth to a Crescent Child, who could come reclaim the lost sister.”

was all I manage to say and drank from my cup. "She is beyond all compliments and adoration, Wajan. She is the creator, and we regard her as such." He leaned back on his wooden chair with his hands, residues of his meal still evident, still rested on the table top. His muscled flexed at that movement and I could not help but to gawk. I quickly widthraw my stares before he notice. "I thought so," I said. "You must meet Lamara, my sister by birth. She will teach you all you need to know regarding the moon and all her glory. She helped the healer to cure your wounds using her spiritual gift."

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

"We've come across something, and I have a feeling you might understand it." He brings me over, and I finally take a look. Blooming out of the chilled, hard earth are many precious white flowers, small and unfamiliar. They have sprouted in a strange pattern, but suddenly I see it—the picture. The flowers create the shape of the moon. It is a crescent and resting in its curve is a baby, bundled and safe. I take in a breath and kneel, reaching my hand out to it as if the little one will touch me back.

3 weeks later… “TK!” Azura’s distraught scream fills the sitting room as she searches frantically for her child. They had been playing hide and seek when TK had disappeared right before Azura’s eyes, his giggle echoing in the room as Azura searches every nook and cranny. “Baby, please. Mommy doesn’t want to play anymore,” Azura calls out nervously. Suddenly, TK reappears before her eyes, a smile on his face as he jumps up and down, “I win! I win!” He giggles as Azura scoops him up and smothers him with kisses. You will have to learn things on your own, so that you will be able to guide TK, for he will carry on your purpose. Moon Goddess’s words echo in her mind as she tries to calm he

Killian was thrown back against the throne, his silver eyes dimming as the conduit was severed. The eclipse began to pass. A sliver of true moon-silver peeked out from the shadow. I stood in the center of the hall, my body trembling, the scales beginning to flake off like dead leaves. The "Goddess" was receding, leaving behind a woman who was bruised, broken, and shivering. The North was defeated, but the mountain was silent. The Breach had been closed, but at the cost of the Stronghold’s magic. I looked at Malachi. He was walking toward me, his steps heavy but sure. He reached me and didn't hesitate; he pulled me into his arms, his heat finally, blessedly breaking through the chill of my sk

It shattered on the floor, splashing cold tea across her boots, but she didn't feel the wetness. The pain grew. It wasn't just a headache anymore; it was a vision. In her mind’s eye, she saw a place she had only heard about in scary stories. Deep under the mountains, in a tomb made of silver-veined rock, a heavy seal was cracking. A hand, grey and clawed, pushed through the stone. Something is coming. The thought wasn't her own. It was a dark, oily whisper that coated her mind. The First-Born—the father of all monsters was waking up from a five-hundred-year sleep. And he was hungry.

Krewe said softly, "I mindlinked them, I told them you were a wolf and you would join us. Their excited. Please join us today?" I stood there frozen. I wanted to run, but I was also curious about this new world. I didn't know what to do. "What do we do, Evelyn?" "We should stay. We can learn more." "What about school?" "School is for humans. You are a wolf. Born from the Moon Goddess, rooted to the earth, and craving for a pack life. Please stay." I controlled Evelyn to shift in front of Krewe. My emotions were running high again, and I'm not sure where the courage came to shift and stand before him naked. But I did.

A long time ago, before the packs dominated the land and before the first war split the clans, it was said the Moon herself descended to the world not as a moon in the sky, but as a woman. She walked amongst men and wolves, in flesh and blood, her beauty so true, so wild and real, that people could not gaze upon her without a shiver going through their very soul. It wasn’t just her face it was the way she moved, that sweet voice of hers and that pain in her eyes. She was not meant to be in this world and yet she wanted to be in this world.