Wolf On Moon Novels & Stories

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

"No, it's been done outside and everything is being concentrated by the moon goddess" Confused, I took to my halt and turned to Conri, "The moon goddess?" "Yes Melissa, the moon goddess" "Who is she ?" Conri turned to me, "She is more like a god for we werewolves. She guides every Alpha especially the Luna, you will tend to have a lot in common with her as soon as you are crown the Luna" As complicated as it sounds, I nodded even though I am yet to understand it at all.

His heart knew it as well as his cock. Every so often he glanced over to where Jamie sat, admiring her luscious body that the jeans and heavy sweater still could not disguise. An itch crawled beneath the surface of his skin and the temperature in his blood rose incrementally. The moon would be out soon. It was only part myth that wolves shifted on the full moon. Shifters could actually transform any time, but the Halloween moon was a signal for the wolf to come out strong and powerful. Even though he'd just shifted the night before, his body was already sending him signals that the hour would be here before he realized it.

Mirabel said. " Will you help me? ". " Today is definitely not the right day to go against the wolves". Xayne raised her head to see the wolves howling loudly, taking off from the place in their numbers. "It's the Full Moon today". Mirabel said looking out. Xayne looked up to the sky to see the moon reach its apex. "Wolves go bizarre and beyond control". Xayne wanted to speak but her leg bone tweaked to the left and she screamed loudly dropping to her knees.

Back then, the council hadn't been formed and it was the first time anyone had ever seen the Gifted Wolf. "Legend says that they were the first pack ever created under the moon hence the name, Wolf Moon or Chaste Moon," I shrugged, leaving out the part about my ancestors. That would have probably bored her to death. "Not all legends are true," she sashayed her way to the freezer, pulling out a tub of choc mint ice cream and two spoons from the drawer. It was like she already made this her home.

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

Scene 1: Beneath the Rebirth Moon The Rebirth Moon loomed enormous and alive, casting silver and crimson light over the Sanctuary. It shimmered like an open wound in the heavens, its pale glow fractured with veins of red, as though the universe itself held its breath. Wolves from every surviving pack had gathered here, seeking refuge and unity in the wake of endless wars. Light wolves with glistening ivory fur mingled uneasily with the dark-furred Eclipse wolves, their eyes wary, their paws twitching with centuries of ingrained hostility.

Then they started walking back to where they had gone before. “Isn't it just a normal wolf?” Lawrence inquired as he tailed William once more. William came to a halt and turned to face his friend, saying, “A wolf? Yes... but no! I've seen one. The wolf isn't like that. Their eyes don't glow like that of an animal.” He then resumed his walk. Lawrence responded, “Glow like what? I'd never seen anything like that earlier.” “Seriously, bro? Its eyes were glowing like a golden treasure, how can you not notice that?” William said, unconvinced.

The forest explodes around us. They come out of the shadows in blurs of motion. Not animals. Not trained wolves either. Rogues. Their movements are jerky, hungry, and desperate, but fast too fast. Five of them. Surrounding us before I even take a full breath. Jaxon’s growl rips through the night, a sound that makes the hair rise on the back of my neck. Half human, half wolf, all Alpha. “Stay behind me.” My instincts scream to listen. To obey. But stubbornness surges hotter. I grab a fallen branch, wrapping both hands around it like it’s a sword.

The empty spaces where seven wolves once stood like a circle that couldn’t be broken. “They’re gone,” I say. “Gone how?” I think about that. About the moment the thread snapped. About the way everything just… stopped. “Unmade,” I answer. The word sits between us. Heavy. He studies me like he’s trying to see what that cost. I don’t help him. I don’t know how to explain something I barely understand myself. His gaze shifts upward. To the Moon. It’s still there. But it looks… farther. Smaller.