sorry it took so long, I rewrote the second half of this chapter several times because it just wasn't flowing right. I hope you enjoy it...I have had more things interrupting my writing and messing up my life than I care to admit, but I will be pushing to update far more often . I won't promise daily, but will do what I can to be more regular. Thank you for your patience as I try to keep my life from totally falling apart.
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
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.
I don’t remember much before the fire… When I was 4 years old I was found huddled under a table in a burning building, I was later told that I was the only one to survive the fire and no one ever knew what started it. I had been staying at a hotel with my parents, I remember my mother trying to ease my fears because I wasn’t sleeping in my own bed, I remember someone placing a pendant around my neck and I remember hiding when there were loud voices and lots of smashing. I don’t remember what happened to my parents or where we were from, just my first name and my mother’s kind smile and twinkling eyes when she used to sing to me at night. She always sang such sweet songs… White coral bells upon a slender stalk,
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 al
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