ELIJAHI frown. “Did you know I was coming?” I ask. She nods. “Yes. They sent you, didn’t they?” My frown deepens and I look at her suspiciously. “You seem to know a lot. Who are you?” I ask. The woman looks down. I wait for her to answer, my heart pounding in my chest. I know that whatever she's about to say is going to be important. "I'm the Moon Goddess," Celine replies.I'm shocked. I don't believe her. "What?" I say. "That's impossible."Celine smiles sadly. "I know it's hard to believe," she says. "But it's true."I look at her, my eyes filled with doubt. "How can you be the Moon Goddess?" I ask."I've been watching over you all," Celine replies. "I've been guiding you."I'm still skeptical. I don't understand how a human could be a goddess.I shake my head. “This is absolute nonsense. Do you take me for a fool or what?” I spat in anger. "I know you were in the secret base where Umbra's cult stays and worships him," Celine says. "I saw everything."My brows raise. She can’t
ELIJAHI sigh. “But all I did was cause trouble for her. I am not her protector anymore. She’s strong enough to protect herself. I am just a hindrance at this point.” She steps closer to me and places her hand on my shoulder. “That’s where you need to change your perspective. You can become her protector again.” My brows knit. “How? I lost control over myself and we are enemies by nature. Even if I try, I won’t be able to resist my primal instinct.” “Power is just power, Elijah. It is your decision on how you use it. The primal instinct you have to hurt Rena is past life choices replaying for you.” She replies in her calm voice. “I don’t get it. Past life choices?” I ask. She nods and takes my palm in her hand. She traces a circle over my palm and a blue light emerges on top, taking the shape of two small figures. One male and one female. “As I said before, your connection with Verena transcends time and space. It's a connection that has been existing in different ages. The moon
VERENAI sit at my desk, surrounded by stacks of paperwork. It's a few hours before the full moon, and I'm trying to make sure that everything is in order. The fate of our pack rests on my shoulders, and I know I can't afford to make any mistakes.I look up at the leaders of the squad divisions that are in charge of protecting the borders of our pack. They're all sitting around the table, their faces etched with concern."Have you secured the areas that come near the borders of the pack?" I ask them. "Have you evacuated the people around those areas to the building where we will be keeping them safe?"One of the men, a grizzled veteran named Marcus, nods. "We have," he replies. "We've also hidden weapons in the borders, just in case the Ashwalkers try to sneak in."I nod, appreciating Marcus's foresight. "Good work," I say. "We need to do everything we can to protect our people."Marcus smiles. "We will," he says. "We will fight to the death to protect our home."I feel a surge of hop
VERENAI step into the herb room, the air thick with the scent of herbs and spices. Dory is standing at the counter, surrounded by jars and bottles of various substances."What are you doing?" I ask."I'm looking for something that I can use during the battle," Dory replies and shakes the jar in her hand. "I want to make a potion out of these herbs, or maybe some small weapons."I'm glad that Dory is thinking ahead. She's always coming up with new and innovative ways to help us."I'm sure you'll find something useful," I say.Dory smiles. "I hope so," she replies. "I don't want to be a liability during the battle." Her smile fades and I see a glimpse of sadness in her eyes. My heart aches. I know that Dory is worried about her abilities. Just like Ruth said, her fighting abilities aren’t that good as her healing abilities. Because of that she had been injured a lot during fights and she often feels like she's more of a hindrance than a help.But I know that Dory is wrong. She's an as
VERENAEzra purses his lips and there’s a certain sadness in his gaze as he looks up at me. “Mommy, you don’t have to lie to me. I understand what’s going on.” He stares at the window. “You and daddy are not okay. And it's because of that bad guy.” My chest tightens at his words. I feared that someday he’ll know the truth. I didn’t want him to be a part of this. But fate left me no choice. I gulp the lump in my throat. “Yeah, but we are strong. We’ll be fine.” He looks back at me and nods. “Mommy and daddy are strong. I’m strong too,” He says and my brows raise in shock. He holds my hand. “I’ll be fine too. You don’t have to worry about me.” I gasp when I feel his fingers tremble. He’s getting sicker by the moment and the aura around him is shifting. It's getting darker. I watch as Venus's tiny face scrunches up into a frown. Tears well up in her eyes, and she begins to cry. I cradle her in my arms. She can sense Ezra’s dark energy too. She felt it when Elijah was stepping into t
VERENAI move quickly, pulling on my fighting gear. My armor is heavy and cumbersome, but I know it's necessary to protect myself from the Ashwalkers' attacks. I lace up my boots, tightening them as tight as I can. I buckle on my gun, it's cold metal glinting in the moonlight and braid my hair. As I prepare for battle, Joshua keeps me updated on the situation. The Ashwalkers are closing in on our borders, but thanks to the preparations that the squad leaders have made, they haven't been able to breach our defenses. I'm relieved to hear that everyone is doing their best to fight against this powerful enemy.The members of the Iron Claw pack are true warriors by nature. They're never afraid of anything. They would fight to the death to protect their home. I'm proud to be their Luna.I look in the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. My eyes are filled with concern, but I'm determined not to let it show. I remember what Selene told me: to not let my emotions stop me. Even if I'm th
VERENAI push my thoughts about Elijah to the back of my mind. I can't dwell on him now. I have to focus on the battle ahead."Irene," I say, my voice echoing through my mind. "Come to the pack grounds. We need you here.""Okay," Irene replies.I cut the mind link, my attention turning to the scene before me. Maria is heading towards the packhouse, her eyes scanning the crowd for familiar faces.Celine told me, more like assured me to use all my pack power into the fight and not be concerned about Elijah. She looked very calm and confident when she said that. That’s why I didn't give Irene the duty to guard the dungeons. Another reason is that I fear what Elijah’s dark side would do to her if he manages to get out of the barrier that I created around the cell.Despite what Celine said, I have stationed my men around the dungeon to stop Elijah but I know that it's not going to do much. I know his strength. I have witnessed it first-hand. If I as a celestial wolf have trouble handling
ELIJAHI am still in Celine’s room mentally, astrally projecting myself here. The darkness that has enveloped me for so long begins to dissipate. I can feel a flicker of light within me, a spark of hope that had been all but extinguished. My powers are slowly returning, but there's still a part of me that resists them.I could have returned to the present place, where my body is physically. But I might mess it up. Acceptance is simple but not easy. The darkness that I don’t want is still there, lurking in the shadows of my mind, waiting for an opportunity to strike.Suddenly, I feel a presence, a dark, sinister force that seems to seep into my consciousness. It's Umbra, his power growing stronger with each passing moment."Be careful," Celine's voice whispers in my mind. "If he knows you've broken the chains, he will try to take control again."My heart pounds in my chest. I know that Celine is right. I have to be careful. I can't let Umbra regain control of me.I close my eyes, focu