Winnie X Augustine Novels & Stories

Oh… I forgot I’m already dead. Maybe this is the afterlife. Even if I came here too early, you'd never know what would happen next. I could be given an award as the most doting wife and caring sibling. After all, anything can happen. "Luna Ava Morales, I have been watching you since you were born. You have continued to make me proud every single time," she held my hand and smiled at me. I smiled back at her. At least someone is proud of the woman I became. "Who are you? Moon Goddess?" I scrunch my eyebrows.

She shook her head slowly. "Kai was never mine to lose. The rank was never mine to keep. The wolf—" her voice cracked, but she forced herself to continue "—the wolf will come back, or she won't. But either way, I'll still be me. I'll still be June. I'll still be my mother's daughter. And that's something you can never, ever take." I stood up. Brushed off my gown, ruined, absolutely ruined, but I couldn't think about that now. Composed my features into something resembling dignity.

That made me more curious. "Why? What's the photo about?" Royce then gestured to a smaller photo just behind the pieces of Gwen's. August tried to pull me away but I didn't waver. My heart skipped a bit once I saw it. It was a simple black and white photo of August herself. She was sitting by one of the library's bay windows, a book in hand, her face serene and peaceful. And despite the lack of smile, I know that in this photo, August was happy. Royce has captioned this shot with a simple, "August".

Luna Charlotte Charlotte... I opened my eyes and found myself in a familiar place. The room has a big poster bed and a dressing table the walls are covered in stone I look around the room and see a little girl and a woman. I wonder what they are doing. I watched a little girl, about six to seven years old, sit with an older woman on the ground. It looks like the older woman is showing her how to use her power. "Again," the older woman says. The little girl groans as the candle in front of her has burned out She picks it up and throws it on a pile of what looks like burnt-out candles.

At least id be able to relax a little knowing that if she was to seek to find another male wolf in the up and coming days then he would smell nothing but me on her. Slowly but carefully I took the steps across the room to where she lay. She was so beautiful as angelic as the endearing name I had given her. My pride was soring, so high and it was all down to her, My goddess of a Luna. My wolf was beginning to claw, he wanted to climb in next to her, to hold her but the sensible part of me thought otherwise, even though the human side of me wanted the same as my wolf I needed to be more stern with not just my wolf but myself because I can only imagine that she still didn’t want me near.

The window of the attic in particular. Her old bedroom. Curious honey coloured eyes looked out at her from the window. The rest of the face cut off because they were not tall enough to see over the top of the windowsill. It was a girl, a child, that watched her from above. They made eye contact and Adelaide froze in her eating as a connection was made. She felt her mind rush as she saw the innocent soul before her. Watched as she oversaw the future she held and felt a bond solidify deep within her soul.

The house seemed very quiet, you could hear the sound of a pin, if dropped. Almost everyone had gone for service, since it was a Sunday morning. Alexandra stares into the space. She was currently standing in the veranda, clearly staring into the space. You could mistake it for the gate. She wasn't feeling too well, besides she hardly attended services.

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She walked away, stomping her feet. August had minimal people that she trusted and interacted with. Nevin walked to Athena, looking dapper in his black tux, “my fiancé,” he kissed Athena’s hands, and she smiled. “Hi, August,” he greeted the little girl, but the girl didn’t respond.

I pause taking a tissue from Kate to wipe my nose. Kate waits before I continue, “He grabs my arm and pulls me off the dancefloor. He has another woman attached to his other side,” at this Kate sits up a little taller. “Who the hell was she?” Kate asks. “She would be his fiancée and future Luna. The Luna ceremony is schedule in two weeks,” I say starting to cry.