4.5 years later… (August)
Ashe’s POV
I’m off to College with my best friend today. We met in first grade, at 6 years old and now at 18 we are packing up my car and driving 2 hours north, to Salem where we will be attending the same University. The only thing that could be more exciting for me right now would be if we were actually taking the road trip that we put off until next summer. Selyna and I both took summer jobs instead. She opted for 2 actually. Doing double duty waitressing at a local cafe and interning with an herbalist even though we are mostly sure she is not a plant witch. She has killed every plant Jane, her adoptive mother, has ever put in her care (I will probably have to take care of any houseplants in our apartment). The University is on another pack’s territory, but luckily they are allies. They are a much larger pack and encompass a huge territory north of Boston, which includes Salem and about half a dozen other towns. I remember meeting the Alpha and Alpha Heir once about 5 years ago. They had visited at my sister’s 16th birthday…I think my father and Alpha Sean had hoped my sister and Damian would be mates, but no luck. 2 years later Wendy found her mate when a pack from Rhode Island sent a contingency to set up an alliance. The Alpha of that pack had sent the youngest of his siblings, a guy named Davin. He’s a good guy and they are happily training to take over my parent’s duties. I am glad Wendy wasn’t fated to Damian, that would have made me the Alpha heir of our pack which is something I am not all that keen on. I heard that Damian still hadn’t found his mate even though he is now 22. Maybe he’d be less surly if he found one, not that he’s a bad guy or anything. He’s just not all that easy to be around. I have heard rumours about him being ruthless, about how he enjoys violently punishing anyone who breaks the rules. His father and mine are on the council together. The council has both regional and international levels of supernatural leaders who strive to set fair rules that help maintain peace for all supernaturals and help protect our secrets from humans. Not all packs live integrated with humans and other supernaturals, only a handful of us do things this way, most keep in close communities separate from others, but nearly half the town that I grew up in are part of my pack, the rest are mostly humans, with a few witches, and fox shifter, but since her mate died she mostly keeps to herself. Anyway, Selyna and I are just shoving the last of our bags into the trunk. My father said the furniture he ordered for us will be delivered at noon and it is nearly 10 am, so we better say our goodbyes and hit the road. Before we leave town Selyna needs to stop at the herbalist she had interned with. Susan, the herbalist has a gift she wants to give her.
We pull up to the shop and I wait in the car, while Selyna runs in. I play with the playlists I made to find the one I want and sync it with the car radio for the few minutes that I am waiting. Selyna runs out beaming and hops in the car, waving one last goodbye to Susan, the middle aged witch who leans in the doorway to her shop smiling as we leave for our next adventure.
I know Selyna is as excited as I am as she drums on the dashboard singing along with the lyrics of one of our favorite songs. She turns to me and I swear i see a flash of silver twinkle in her eyes before they shift back to the ever changing shades of blue and grey (they seem to change with her mood and efforts to do bigger spells often make the colors more intense, but i have never seen a silver glow in them in the 12 years of our friendship. Do witches even have eyes that glow with a different color? I don’t know. I have met some special wolves who have eyes that do. She doesn’t smell like a wolf and I don’t sense a wolf in her and given that she is a witch there would be less than one in a million chance of her being a wolf shifter and also a witch. I have never met a witch whose eyes do that before. Maybe she is a rare witch. 'Or maybe you imagined it,' my wolf, Phoenix, suggests. They don’t sense a wolf in Selyna either and they would know, they are a wolf who can sense and communicate with the wolf of any other wolf shifter. It is a rare ability, since normally we can only communicate with wolves in our own pack or family.
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After 2 hours of driving we pull up to the brick building that houses our new apartment. Just in time to see the delivery truck pull up behind us. My father had Selyna and I pick out any furniture we wanted for the apartment. Selyna insisted on paying my father back even though he had tried to insist that it was a gift to us both. In the end he relented saying that she could pay him back in magical assistance as needed over the next couple of years. Witch’s magic can be pricey, especially from really powerful witches. Selyna is a very powerful witch and as well as getting her college degree she will be getting more training. Her Mentor and several other witches here in Salem have offered to let her join their coven. Salem has several and most of them work alongside each other and the Moonlight Dance pack, but only a couple have pacts with the pack and the one she is joining was the first coven to have a pact with a shifter pack.
It only takes an hour and a half for the furniture to be delivered to our appartment and the car to be unpacked. We have a lot of settling in to do, but that will have to wait. We need to go talk to Alpha Sean before the end of the day, as a courtesy. I know that He and my father have been friends for a long time, ever since Alpha Sean took the place of Alpha Demitri. I am too young to remember Alpha Demitri, but was told that he, his wife and daughter disappeared about 14 years ago. His daughter would have been about my age. Which makes me wonder if my father would have tried to see if she and I would have been mates if she was around. The mate bond is an interesting thing…when we first shift on our 16th birthday we can sense our mate if they are nearby, otherwise we have to wait for the Harvest Moon Festival in September or the Flower Moon Festival in May. It is rare, but some special wolves can sense their mates at any full moon. I’m 18 and have a special wolf, yet I have not even had a hint of my mate. Not that I am all that enthusiastic. I should be excited to find my mate, most wolf shifters are very eager to find theirs. I know Selene would only match me with someone who can accept me as I am, but I can’t help but be nervous about the idea of mating. Just the thought of anyone seeing me naked makes me shudder. Shifters are used to nudity, it is the norm, yet for some of us …it’s um, well awkward.
“I just found a whole, huge box labeled ‘Kitchen’ I never packed kitchen stuff, did you?” Selyna queried.
“Mom packed it for us !” I shout standing up from my half unpacked box of clothing. “Leave it for later. We need to head over to the packhouse to meet up with Alpha Sean.” I grab my messenger bag that contains a package my father wanted me to give to Alpha Sean and walk out of my room to meet up with Selyna in the hallway. She looks down at herself and asks if she looks okay to meet an Alpha. I laugh, “girl, you have met alphas before. You never worried about how you looked in front of my dad, besides you HAVE met Alpha Sean before, about 4 and a half years ago.” She narrows her eyes…maybe she is trying to remember, but that look is something else, not her usual look of concentration.
“Don’t tell me he is that big brunette guy that came to visit with the grumpy boy when we were 13!” she huffed.
“Yup, that’s the dude!” I say as I turn the door nob, “Come on. Alpha Sean is an old family friend and may seem intense, but you would be too if you wer in his shoes. He has been searching for his best friend who disappeared without a trace years ago. Really he is a good guy.” I incline my head towards the stairs.
Selyna mumbles “I guess I need to do this…he is generous enough to let us stay in one of the pack apartments for free.” I let her believe it is free, but really it is part of a complex pact between our packs, one that goes back hundreds of years and ties us to each other in ways most people don’t understand.
We walk a block up to Lafayette Street, turn right, walk the few blocks to Derby street, take another right and follow the line on the pavement that the tourists follow. It's the red line that runs through the town to all the witchy tourist destinations. It is so funny that “The witch City” is largely run by a conglomeration of not only powerful witches, but some of the strongest wolves to walk the earth. M ost of the rare or special wolves can be tied to this pack or one of the 2 ancient packs nearly lost to the history books in Europe. I know my great grandmother had been born in the Moonlight Dance pack and she and I both have some special abilities. The red line on the pavement leads us towards the Salem Common, a large town green with walkways and a playground. There is a large stone gazebo (for lack of a better word) with it’s columns and domed roof. Trees and an iron fence line the outer edges. The arched entrance opposite of where we enter is the direction we are heading. There are a ton of big, old , brick buildings, but as a wolf I can nearly sniff out the packhouse from here. Humans might mistake it for just another historic building or bed and breakfast. There are enough of them around here that it just blends right in, but wolf shifters can smell the werewolves within. We sense the power radiating off the place…we walk up the steps and to the big door. I open it without knocking, we are expected guests after all.
The foyer reeks of wealth, elegance and power. I can see a hallway and doors ahead and to my left. The open doorway to my right has a seating area a a pretty red headed she wolf sits behind a reception desk. She smiles sweetly “You must be the young wolf that Alpha is waiting for. He told me to expect a young wolf and witch from the Midnight Star pack. I’ll let him know you are here!” her eyes glaze over and i know she is mindlinking Alpha Sean.
I hear a door open down the hall and footsteps approaching. They are too loud and rushed to be Alpha Sean. A large, dark blur of angry wolf passes as someone storms out the door. My wolf hearing picks up grumbles about “just another dead end, as always, dad! The girl is probably dead, just like Dimitri and his wife!” Selyna grabs my arm and I turn to her. Her eyes are flashing silver again and she seems to be hyperventilating. Her powers sometimes make her hyperventilate when she has an unexpected surge, but that eye thing I hadn’t seen before today.
“I heard that, son and you are wrong!!!” Alpha Sean rages towards the slamming door, knowing that even if his son is already out he can hear. Turning to the reception area where i stand now supporting the weight of my best friend, who is now on the verge of collapse. “Sorry about that, the boy has no manners! You must be Ashe! You have grown so muc! This must be Selyna!” he beams. A look crosses his face that I don’t recognize and his eyes light as he catches Selyna in his arms just as she faints. Under his breath I hear him mumble “it is true” as he leads us to a large well appointed office and lays Selyna on a plush sofa, inviting me to sit before he slides around the desk to his office chair.
Alpha Sean’s POV That stubborn boy stormed off in a rage again! I refuse to call my 22 year ol a man until he starts acting like one rather than a bitter child who gets angry when things don’t go his way. If I didn’t know better I would swear he was born of Alpha blood, but by blood we are Betas. His whole demeanor, not to mention his size.The boy is even bigger than my old friend Dimitri was, not taller. My boy stands at 6ft 4 inches, Shorter than Dimitri but 2 inches taller than me, but his bulk, his stature screams “Alpha material”. He has power and people willingly follow and listen to him, flock to him even despite his sour and bitter attitude. Then there is his wolf, it rival’s Dimitri’s in size and in color and may even surpass his in power. I never thought a wolf more powerful than that of my best friend would exist, but my son…he has an extremely powerful wolf. It is because of t
Selyna’s POVAll the myths are true…my mind is reeling as I stare around the coffee shop, a double moccachino in the glass mug on the table in front of me. I am so glad that secretary, what was her name? Kristen?Kristy? Kirsty?yeah that was it! Well, I am glad she recommended this place…it has a cool vibe and really great coffee. The small coffee house has brick walls adorned with bright art and the staff are quite colorful themselves, I could see this quickly becoming a favorite hangout. I must have fainted because I woke up on a sofa in the Alpha’s office worry and awe on the faces of both the alpha and Ashe.It was a shock when I found out I was a witch, an actual supernatural being…real life witch, when I was 13 the shock was quadrupled when I found out that
Damian’s POV :Spooky and I walked into the coffee shop, yeah I had gotten an earful (mindlink-ful actually, since I have been avoiding the packhouse since storming out). I definitely could have handled it better, but my father has ordered another wild goose chase. He sends me off to follow up on these leads he gets all the time and I find nothing but dead ends. I furrow my brow, something in here smells good, I mean it always smells good, they have the best coffee around, but this is beyond good…this is divine, like moss and earth and some sort of flowers…light, but sweet on top of the heady earthiness. Spooky and I place our orders and I hear that annoying voice. Damn Kristalle is harassing Ashe and that gorgeous witch they hang out with…did I just hear her call herself “future Luna” ? over my dead body! I am against rejecting your mate, but goddess help me
Selyna’s POVAfter the dreamlink cut and I had some water my mind was still reeling with too many thoughts and even more questions. Eventually sleep caught up to me then I proceeded to uncharacteristically sleep in late. Rolling out of my disheveled bed, I ran my fingers through my hair and scrubbed my hand across my face. That was one rough night and the actual dreams that came after the dreamlink were nearly as unsettling…I need to get that grumpy Future Alpha out of my mind and get my head in the game. There is no way any of what I imagined in those dreams can actually happen. I know his pack and Ashe’s work alongside us witches but most Wolf Shifters, heck most other supernaturals see witches as an enemy. I have heard the rumors about how witches in other parts of the world, or outside of New England have to be secret or solitary for fear of both hunters a
Selyna’s POVAfter telling the coven about my Dreamlink they decided that it is witch business and that for the time being we should keep it to ourselves. There is a spell that will allow me to share what I experienced in the link with the coven, so that they can perhaps gain insight that can help me. The spell requires us each to sip an elixir from a chalice and an incantation, however the main ingredient for the elixir is a rare flower that is not readily available. Alicia is growing some in her greenhouse, but it won't be ready in bloom until after the winter solstice, 4 months from now. If we still have need of it we will do the spell after that.I will be an official coven member in a little over a week and that will increase my strength and strengthen the coven as well.I lay in bed the
Damian’s POVWe have been trying to follow this lead for the last 3 days, but I am thinking it is another deadend. It doesn't help that my sleep has been restless, when sleep does come I keep dreaming about the witch. Goddess, she is gorgeous! I need to get her out of my head, cold showers every morning and my hand do not satiate this burning need for a girl I barely know. This is not supposed to happen, unless she is my mate. Do witches even have the same sense and bond as shifters do with their mates? Will I sense it at the Harvest Moon Festival if she is? So many Questions that I don’t have answers to and I am not about to ask the few people who may know. I sip my cup of coffee and look over to the burnt out building...just one more question in an endless sea of questions. We have examined this pile of ash and debris over and over again, returning whenever we are stuck, and t
Ashe’s POVAlpha Sean and I walked down the hall out a side door to the packhouse. After training he had wanted me to come to his office and we discussed how we are adjusting. I couldn’t help it, I had to tell him that my sleep hadn’t been great because of Selyna having fitful sleep and talking in her sleep. We discussed the importance of witches’ dreams and he asked me a ton of questions that I didn’t have answers to, but I confessed that Selyna often has dreams involving Damian. I didn’t tell him what kind of dreams or that they were every night, sometimes two or more. She hadn’t gotten emotional like she had earlier in the week since then, but she was more of a wreck than she let on. She has met with the coven daily then she and Kirsty have had lunch a couple of times. I am glad she is warming up to the local wolves.
Damian’s POVI’m running through the packhouse.My heart is racing. An alert had gone out and anyone unable to fight is being sent to the safe room, the packhouse is going into lockdown. I run for the door but someone grabs me, pulling me back inside and towards the basement to the safe room. I try to fight, but I am small and weak. “Mom! My mom is out there!” I scream as I pound my fists on the arm of the person holding me. Someone is talking, trying to soothe me, but I don’t hear them. All I can think about is my mother out there fighting, “Mom!”“Mom! Please don’t go!” I bolt up in my bed sweating and tangled in my sheets. I hadn’t had that dream in years. I hate reliving that night! She didn’t make it back and
I have decided after long thought not to continue this story as it is currently written...I want to restructure and plan it better. A Hope For Moonlight has a lot of potential, but my writing style and organizational skills have changed much over the years since I started it. With that said, I intend to go over the manuscript and create a more detailed outline that will combine the story as I had originally wanted it to be but will be more focused and better organised, it will better detail the prophecies and continue into the next generation so that we may see the fullfillment of the prophecies. I do not know when I will get around to this as I have a lot on my plate, but it is something I will be starting to look at as soon as I have a few works in progress completed, or near completion. I have many ideas that I would like to better flesh out so that the work flows better and goes off the rails less.Thank you.
Author”s Note: This is long overdue, but I wanted to thank those of you who have read this far and those of you have been patiently awaiting updates. For over a year now my life has been a mess…I lost one Grandmother and with her, my day job, only to have mental health issues for both myself and my children become an issue, along with financial strain and struggling to find work (I still do not have a day job at this time), I am still struggling a lot and my other grandmother also passed away this past autumn. Despite all that is happening I do intend to continue writing, but I have not been feeling the werewolf genre lately. I will continue with sporadic updates as inspiration strikes, but will also be working on developing some ideas that are dancing around in my head into stories. I have been feeling strongly called to bring my LGBTQ+ characters to the forefront. I may in the future write a more in depth story better chronicling Ashe’s story, however, I am not going to gu
Selyna’s POV Luna Luz is a blast! She and I took our baby bumps to the dance floor as soon as we got to the club, letting the guys talk. Yes, I know that technically I am the Alpha, but tonight is not about business. We are up for fun tonight, before getting serious about what we are up against and finalizing rescue plans over the next couple of days, so tonight we are getting to know our allies. “Tell me, Alpha Selyna…are you Cuban, even in part? You almost look like you could be my little sister!” Luz giggles as she sways her hips in time to the music perfectly. I laugh, “I hardly look anywhere near as exotic as you! My mother’s family is mostly English, but may have ties to several European countries and my Father’s side is Greek!” The exotic beauty in front of me blushes a bit, but seems surprised by my answer. “Of course, I had heard this! You just look similar to myself and move so naturally to the Salsa music and I forgot that I already knew of your family
Damian’s POV The hotel room is beyond luxurious and Alpha Franco left Selyna and I clothing and champagne with a note to meet him and his mates downstairs in the lobby at 7PM. He said that if the clothing doesn’t fit, to call him with a cellphone number which is different from his contact number that we have. I am thinking maybe it is his personal line, rather than the contact through the packhouse. The man has expensive taste. I shower in the extravagant shower with the rainfall and massaging jets. The citrus and spice scented body wash feels like silk on my skin, and the Versace shirt he left with the skin tight jeans (also Versace) is of a purple and teal silk. That is far more color than I am used to wearing in one shirt, but I do not want to offend this Alpha, he has a reputation for elaborate parties and unprecedented entertaining, yet rarely lets anyone truly close. There are rumors about his family having ties to the Old Florida Mafia, but none that have been confirmed.
Selyna’s POV Damian and I basically carry Aunt Rayanne back to our hotel room. She is a mess and will be spending the night with us, So much for more private time with my handsome mate. As Damian unlocks the door I look out over the pool area and feel a cool breeze. It’s warm in Florida in December, but the night air is cool and refreshing. Too bad my aunt is too far gone to enjoy the beauty of the place we are in. Damian throws the door open and puts an arm around Rayanne’s other side so we can haul her into the room. Her head lols to the side and she giggles a little mumbling “I don’t know why Hecate would do such a thing to me…I th..think she…she cursed me...*hiccup*...I don’t even like girls that way! I’ve been fighting this way too long!*hiccup* Wolves are lucky they can reject mates! *hiccup*Once Hecate sets a match up you're stuck! S…so you two are lucky you l…lo…love each
Damian’s POV We walked into the clearing and I immediately spot Riff in human for with claws extended slashing through rogues and a giant alligator, that I really hope is Earl. He’s snapping at several rogues in front of him while more come at him from behind hoping to get the drop on him. Sheila must have seen them going after him the same time I do, because her scream echos through the clearing as she leaps forward shifting. I shift and jump in taking out two of the three closest to Earl’s tail. I feel a bolt of lightning pass me hitting a wolf in the chest in midair just as he was leaping at me and see Storm’s fingers crackling with electricity. Selyna is standing to her left doing something with her hands but I don’t have time to watch my mate. We are outnumbered but making quick work of the rogues who have yet to register just what they have gotten into. Bubbles fly by on my ri
Selyna’s POV Twice more during our trip I felt that surge, but that van had not followed us. It was a strange feeling, like something was trying to both feed my power and simultaneously use my energy. Damian and the others didn’t let me drive for the rest of the trip. We are close to northern Florida right now, driving through Alabama, but I need to stretch my legs and use the facilities so we stop at a rest stop. Riff is outside the door to the lady’s room when Rayanne and I are finishing freshening up and I hear a low growl. Spinning around I see an unfamiliar she wolf. I know she is a rogue wolf shifter because I can smell her. “We don’t take kindly to her kind around these parts!” She inclines her head towards my aunt as she drawls with her southern accent. “What are wolves and witches doing traveling together?” &nb
Selyna’s POV I was sure to pack our bags with a variety of clothing to suit the varying climates, as shifters the difference wouldn’t be as pronounced as it is for the witches, but we would still need jackets and long pants up north and things more suitable to the hot weather when we go south, plus comfort would be a factor in choices and being sure we had some clothes in case we had to shift without changing out of our clothes. I just finished zipping the suitcases when Damian came up behind me with a tray full of food. “Come on, my queen! Let’s have some lunch before we have to gather everyone together to go over the plan and make sure they are all prepared.” He smiled at me and gestured to our sitting area. Thinking back on t
Daman’s POV Since breaking the curse Selyna’s appetite has returned and she seems to be feeling much better, she did have some nausea but after what she experienced before we broke the curse it is minor. The last few nights since breaking the curse we have bathed together using the bundles of herbs and the uncrossing soap. Of course we have our fun in the tub while getting clean. Today is going to be a long day. We are packing and preparing for the mission. Her beautiful eyes meet mine as lay luggage out for the two of us. It’s December so it is cold up here, but it is still warm in Florida which is where we are driving down to, so we will need to pack accordingly with clothes for varying climates. I see her smile at me, sweetly. “What are you thinning, my sexy demon? You look so serious!” She questions with an impish smirk. She sidles up to me then grabs my waist, her slim fingers gently tr