The Blood Moon Preparation

« CLARA »

The Blood Moon Ceremony is only a week away, and the Dark Howl Pack is buzzing with excitement.

Anticipation hums in the air weaving through every conversation, every movement.

Preparations are underway everywhere I look—ornaments hanging from trees, banners fluttering in the wind, and omega servants rushing to ensure no detail is overlooked.

Alphas, Lunas, Betas, and Gammas from the neighboring packs, including those far and wide, will attend the upcoming ceremony.

Tonight, the atmosphere within the Dark Howl pack feels particularly alive, brimming with activity as everyone works tirelessly to prepare.

I move through the marbled hall with my head held high, exuding pride and grace. As the newly appointed Luna—a role I've held for six months now—it falls to me to oversee these preparations. Every arrangement must be flawless; nothing can go wrong.

As I give orders to the omega servants about how to hang the final ornaments, I notice a sudden ripple of murmurs spreading among the noble ladies gathered nearby. Among them stands Ophelia, my step-sister, their eyes center at the entrance.

Curious, I turn and there he appears —Adrian Blackwaters, my mate and husband.

The proud Alpha of Dark Howl Pack.

King of all Wolves.

He strides into the hall with a commanding presence, his towering figure seeming even larger than usual at 7ft tall. His broad shoulders, muscular frame, and piercing amber eyes command respect—and attention—from everyone present.

My breath catches as he approaches me, wrapping one large arm around my tiny waist and pulling me close to his chest. “Here you are, I miss you." His deep and husky voice flows into my ear like music, sending waves of shivers down my spine. "Marcus and I need you."

Of course, I cannot deny him—not when his wolf calls out to mine so fiercely, restless without its mate. My cheeks flush with anticipation, betraying the excitement bubbling inside me.

"I'm all yours, Alpha,"

As the cherished alpha daughter of the Silverfang pack—the second most influential pack—my marriage with Adrian, who happens to be the Alpha of the most powerful pack was more than just a union. It served as a symbol of hope and unity, especially for my pack, the Silverfang pack.

Merging our two great packs brings promises of a new era of strength, and prosperity.

Though bound by duty since childhood, we were fated to be together by the moon goddess. And I couldn't be any happier knowing the universe had conspired to bring us together, two halves a whole.

For once in my life, I let myself believe that nothing could break our bond.

Around us, the noble ladies watch with jealousy etched onto their faces, their covetous stares burning holes into my skin. But I ignore them, focusing solely on Adrian.

I let him slip us out of the bustling hall. However, I catch sight of Ophelia's dark eyes as it simmers with envy and resentment.

I and Ophelia never got along. Growing up together, she had always been jealous of me—of everything I had. From my status as the heir to the Silverfang Pack to being the Wolf King's mate, she resented it all.

I push the thoughts of Ophelia aside, I don't want my moment with the Alpha to be ruined.

As we walk hand in hand, the pack members, servants, and guards bow at us in reverence until we reach a secluded spot.

Adrian gives me that look—the one that makes my heart race faster than ever before. Without a word, we shift, our human forms giving way to our wolves. Clothes tear, bones crack and snap, shattering the air.

Then, as fast as lightning, we race through the woods, under the full moon, the sounds of our paws hitting the hard ground.

I follow behind Adrian, my snowy white fur gleaming under the light of the full moon. His fierce midnight black coat glistens as he bounds ahead, leading me deeper into the woods. His growls echo through the night, primal and powerful, while I purr softly, letting him take charge.

The air was cool and fresh, filled with the scent of pine and earth, making every moment feel alive.

Eventually, we stop at a silvery creek that serves as the boundary between our two packs. Moonlight dances across the water, casting shimmering reflections all around us. The atmosphere crackles with electricity, charged by the bond we share.

Shifting back into our human form, I barely have the time to catch my breath before Adrian has me on the cool, damp grass.

I gasp as he nuzzles my neck, inhaling my scent and leaving red angry bites there in its wake. His growl vibrates against my skin, sending tingles straight to my core.

His calloused hands roam over my body, igniting fires where they touch. My fingers tangles in his thick black hair, urging him closer. The sound of the creek fades into the background as our heartbeats sync, pounding wildly in unison.

Our lips collide in a fevered kiss, passion consuming us both. His hands grip my hips possessively, pulling me impossibly closer. I moan softly, arching into him as his fingers trace patterns along my curves. The connection between us grows stronger with every passing moment, binding us tighter than ever before.

Closing my eyes to savor his touches, Adrian's fingers slowly traveled down my thighs, touching my wet clit and understanding I was ready for him.

I purr aloud in satisfaction feeling the heat of his fingers stroking inside of me, not caring that my voice would attract any awareness.

I just want more of him and I'm forever damned, knowing I would never get enough of this man.

"Take me, Adrian," I whisper, my voice trembling with need. "Please."

With a feral growl, Adrian positions himself between my legs, teasing me with slow strokes that leave me breathless. When he finally slides inside, filling me completely, I cry out in ecstasy. The sensations overwhelm me, leaving me weak and pliant beneath him.

"Mmhm...yes...yes..." I exhale in bliss, my body writhing with intense pleasure.

Every of his thrust brings waves of pleasure crashing over me, building higher and higher until I'm certain I'll explode.

"FUCK," Adrian groans deeply into my ears, his pace quickening as his muscles tense. His amber eyes flash blood red, signaling the dominance of his wolf.

I claw my nails deep into his massive tattooed back, marking him as mine. Together, we ride the wave of bliss, reaching heights neither of us could achieve alone.

Under the glow of the full moon, we climax simultaneously. My body trembles with release, while Adrian lets out a deep, guttural howl that echoes through the dark woods.

Then, he slips out and immediately I feel utterly drained and empty.

We lay our backs on the cool grass, naked, our breathe catching, chests rising and falling.

"You went too hard," I tease, snuggling closer to him as we lay side by side on the cool grass.

Adrian pushes me closer so I lay on top of him.

"I couldn't help it," he admits, wrapping an arm around me protectively. "You drive me wild, my Luna."

I blush, my silver eyes dropping shyly to his beautiful hairy chest as he brushes a strand of hair from my face, his touch gentle yet firm. In his arms, I feel safe, cherished, and utterly loved.

The sound of the creek became a backdrop to the world we were creating together.

My fingers trace the hard muscles of his chest, and I feel his body tense under my touch.

His amber eyes darken, and I can see the desire building in him again. He leans to my face, his lips just inches from mine, when the sharp snap of a branch breaks the moment.

Someone—or something—is watching us!

Adrenaline surges through my veins as I jump to my feet, quickly grabbing the spare clothes Adrian keeps hidden nearby.

Adrian becomes instantly alert, his eyes scanning the dark woods, his body tense as he growls, warning whoever lurking in the shadows to reveal themselves.

"Who's there?!" He barks, his voice sharp and full of authority.

The air goes still for a moment, thick with tension, and then a figure steps out from the shadows...