Descending of the Moon

The moon was full and bright, the howling of wolves hunting at night could be heard coming from the deepest part of the forest. The seventeen-year-old, Morgan Muller was running around the forest with his best friend, Oliver Woods. Their birthdays were fast approaching and they needed to ready their bodies for their first turn.

“Come’n Oliver! You can do better than that!” Morgan teased while laughing as he quickened his pace to get closer to the already panting friend. He had been friends with Oliver eversince they were pups. He liked him so much because Oliver was different from all the people who treat him like some sort of a god. While the people almost worship him while showering him endless praises, Oliver was the only reminder that he was normal. They hang out together, do silly things together, and train together like normal teens would do.

“Morgan! Dang! Just how can you be so fast?!” Oliver called out as his eyes widened after realizing that Morgan was already tailing behind him.

Oliver was still trying to catch his breath as he watched the alpha’s eldest son approaching him after he demanded a short stop. His jet black shoulder-length hair that was always tied in a knot bun was now let down and his honey-colored eyes started to glow as soon as the moon illuminated his face.

“What are you doing? We still have a long way to go, bro.” Morgan uttered as he offered his hands down to his best friend to help him stand from the ground.

“You can do it! Just one more lap—” Morgan’s laughter echoed around when he ended up sitting on the ground butt first as Oliver pulled his leg.

“I wanted to train not to kill myself in exhaustion. A little rest won’t kill, ” Oliver whined that made Morgan chuckle. They were now both seated on the ground, resting and talking about what they think their wolves would look like and how they were both excited for it. They rested for a while before finally deciding to just walk back to the packhouse, which they did at a slow pace, courtesy of Oliver’s endless whining about his “burning” legs.

“Good evening, Morgan and Oliver.” Morgan and Oliver smiled at the father-son duo who happened to be walking with them after coming from hunting.

“Drake told us that, although it may rarely happen, we should always avoid having direct contact with the moon goddess. Why is that?” James asked while they were all walking.

“Because the moon goddess is good, but they shouldn’t be seen by mere creatures like us, or else that would be bad news for us. Meeting and being associated personally with the moon goddess brings one a lifetime of misfortunes, James.” The father patiently answered.

Morgan smiled as he saw how the child’s forehead creased as he heard his father’s words, while Oliver groaned as he heard his father’s name and his endless teachings about the goddesses.

“But… She’s the goddess! If anything else, she would be bringing luck and blessings!” The child argued before looking at Morgan to ask for confirmation.

“Right, Morgan?” the kid asked while looking at him, hoping that he would be agreeing. But Morgan shook his head as he ruffled the child’s hair.

“No, James. You should just follow Drake’s advice and just stay out of the goddess’ way. Hmm?” He said earning a frown from the kid.

“I don’t really understand but since you said it, then that’s true for sure!” The child chirped cheerfully before running ahead. His father, Kian looked at them helplessly before running after his son.

“You and your golden halo. How can you actually convince everyone with just a few words?” Oliver said with a smile as he shakes his head.

“Blame that to Enchantress Inessa who told everyone I am the most powerful alpha ever born,” Morgan answered with a smirk. Oliver covered both of his ears as he picks up his pace on walking, refusing to hear his best friend’s childbirth story all over again.

Morgan’s story was like a bedtime story to everyone in Serigala, especially to the people of Grimbell where their pack, the Cresent Walkers were residing. The golden boy born when the moon was so bright and his eyes that glowed as soon as his father carried him towards the windows to watch the moon. The head enchantress was the one who personally helped their luna gave birth and had prophesied that he would be the strongest alpha of all times. All the pups know about that story and he’s been hearing that a lot from his father, Drake. So there’s no need for him to hear it all over again.

“Hey! Wait for me!” Morgan called out chuckling as he jogged forward to keep up with Oliver.

“Your birthday’s tomorrow, right?” Morgan sighed and took Rissa’s hands away from his thigh and stood up. The beta’s daughter immediately frowned upon the rejection.

“Yes. I’ll get going, Rissa.” He said and walked out the door before Rissa could even say anything. That girl was really too aggressive. She would literally pounce at him any moment she could get.

But he won’t let that.

He wanted a love like what his parents had.

Pure.

He didn’t have to wait that long anyway. It’s his eighteenth birthday tomorrow, and it would also be the first time he would turn. Everyone was also looking forward to tomorrow. And personally, he was also very excited to meet his wolf because meeting his wolf would also mean that he would soon find his mate, too.

He smiled at the thought as he inserted his hands in his pockets and stared ahead. But his forehead creased as he saw his best friend fugitively ran inside the forest. He looked around and realized that there was no one else around. He contemplated a bit before he decided to follow Oliver.

Morgan stealthily walked through the dark forest and looked around for any clues where the next omega headed to. But he was almost near the heart of the forest but there are still no signs of Oliver. It was like he completely vanished.

“Maybe he already headed back?” he uttered to himself and was about to head back to the packs’ house when he heard a loud splash of water. Thinking that it might be Oliver accidentally falling on the water, he immediately looked back and ran back to the middle of the forest where the waterfalls were located to check what happened.

He needed to cover his eyes from the bright light that assaulted his eyes as soon as he had stepped a few meters away from the falls.

It took him a while before his eyes had adjusted from the binding lights and his eyes widened as he saw someone resurfaced from the water, gasping for air. It was a very beautiful lady in a white dress that seems to be glowing. He realized that the bright light that’s making everything around him glow was the beautiful woman herself.

He remained rooted in his place as he watched how the most beautiful woman his eyes had ever laid on, works to catch her breath.

Although the forest was originally dark, Morgan can clearly see her long damped golden locks that fell down to her waist and her very fair complexion that accentuated her bright amber eyes and thin lips. He wasn’t sure if it was the bright moon that allows him to see every single detail about her or was it because she was simply… glowing.

He was still standing still by the sides of the falls and was gaping at the beautiful scenery ahead of him when the woman suddenly turned around and saw him.

“Who are you?!” she shrieked in panic.