I really wanted to ignore Hale's calls, but if I didn't, he'd be furious at home, or maybe would call Aaron directly, and the misfortune I'm hiding would be revealed and everyone would worry about me.
I couldn't stand anyone sabotaging Moore's succession convention! Alas, I had to take a deep breath before calling back.
"Oh, my dear wife." The snarky voice sounded again, "How's it going over there? had you met a lot of men who can serve you as comfortably as I do..."
"Hale!" I interrupted him reluctantly. "I told you I was with Aaron's family all the time!"
I didn't want to argue with him, so I held my palms to calm myself down, "I just went out with Moore and the others for an exercise, and I forgot to bring my phone. That's it. Now, do you had anything else to ask?"
"Look at what you said,'" he imitated my tone of voice disgustingly, "Look how cold-blooded and ruthless you are! I am your husband, the mate given to you by the Moon Goddess, and it is only right and proper for me to find you! Let me emphadize again. Once again, your cell phone must be with me at all times, if you dare to miss a call again, I would directly go to Cancer pack to find you, it just so happens that I may not had seen Aaron for a long time."
"Fine." It was pointless to argue with him, so I gave up, "I'll pay attention next time, is there anything else?"
"Oww, I hadn't seen you for two days, and I just realized that I miss you so much! Now open up the video chat and let me see you." He suddenly made a request.
But I know he didn't just want to see me that easily, but I still did as he says.
"Abbey's been nice to you, the room is pretty clean, let's go around." He gave another instruction.
Following what he said, I walked around the room, pointed the camera at the corners, let him open his eyes to see if there was a hidden man in my room...
"Wait, what's that on the table?"
"The table?" I looked down, and there was a razor with some hair on it someone had used it before.
I remembered that Abbey had just asked Moore to send me a set of quilts, which I presumably put down on the bed along with the razor blade.
"That's Moore..."
"Which man left it behind!" Hale was furious, "You are indeed a feisty woman! After leaving me for two days, you immediately hooked up with other men! You even took the man back to the bedroom! What a slut!"
"Enough!" He could say what he wanted to me but I couldn't allow him to slander, my family!
They were so pure and kind, and they deserve to be praised with the most beautiful words in the world!
"Believe it or not, I had never done anything wrong to you! Neither had my family! So please stop your vexatiousness."
Probably because Hale could sense my anger over the phone, and thank goodness he didn't go on with his snarky remarks.
I didn't want to dwell on it any longer, so I hung up the phone before he could respond.
The good mood of the day was gone, and the fatigue from the long journey swept in at this time. I didn't care that my hair was still wet. After throwing the towel on the table, I covered myself with the blanket.
Go to bed earlier, so I would not face these uncomfortable things after falling asleep.
Moore's inheritance ceremony was on the second night. The towering trees in the forest were tied with grey ribbons with ethnic groups' names and totems. A fire ring was arranged 500 meters away from the middle of the road. At night, these rings of fire would all ignite. Moore, who would transform into a werewolf, needed to pass through the rings of fire to reach the boulders at the edge of the canyon. Witnessed by the goddess of the moon and all the pack, he would accept the ring of adulthood from Aaron.
Of course, everything was still in preparation.
I thought I was getting up early, but when I came downstairs, I saw Abbey already preparing the ingredients; Cathy was dozing off while weaving a wreath; Aaron was talking in the yard to make sure the ceremony was perfect tonight.
As for Moore...
"He's still sleeping." Abbey was helpless. "Aaron and I had called him twice, and he can't get up."
"He didn't sleep at all last night." Cathy was woHale up by our voices and yawned, "He's been jumping around the room and I hadn't slept well!"
"He's probably nervous about today's ceremony." Abbey looked worried.
"There's nothing to be nervous about," Cathy said indifferently. "He's practised so many times! Burning all of his hair to make sure he's in perfection. Well, he just burned a pair of pants before Brooklyn came back."
"The pants were accidentally ripped off by a branch!" A husky voice sounded from the stairs behind.
My brother finally came downstairs.
Moore had huge dark circles under his eyelids, apparently hadn't slept all night. But the boy's self-esteem was not allowed to be challenged, and he came to Cathy with his eyes wide open.
"And! I only had the cuff hooked! Abbey had sewed it for me!"
"Humph!" Cathy didn't care, he wanted to see Moore's jokes more than knowing the truth.
Moore blushed with anger at Cathy's provocation, his claws almost sticking out.
I had to stand out to calm them down, "Okay, if you guys keep bickering like this, we might not be able to eat lunch."
"Humph!" Moore retracted his claws.
Fortunately, Aaron called him out at this time.
"Cathy," Abbey reminded her, "Moore would be an adult sooner, be nice to him."
"He started it first." Cathy grimaced. "I call it tit-for-tat."
"These two kids..." Abbey shook his head helplessly.
Although it may be annoying as a mother, I liked the atmosphere. It's lively and noisy, but we loved each other and feel at home.
I put my arms around Abbey's shoulders and smiled at her.
A faintly familiar scent wafted again, and I looked out the door, which was full of bouquets of sage, thyme and more which would be used for the ceremony, and a garland that had just been woven by Cathy was placed in front of me.
"It's a very special scent." I picked up one of the garlands, which were woven from pink roses, radiant and innocent.
I took it and smelled it, but it wasn't the smell I felt just now.
"What's the smell?" Cathy also picked up one of the wreaths woven from jasmine and smelled it, "Isn't this just the normal jasmine scent?"
She gave me a few more different garlands to smell, none of which were anything special.
"It's probably a special spice prepared by someone outside," Abbey said softly.
Hearing her say that, I didn't care about the scent anymore.
At this time someone outside the door was shouting, "Abbey."
"Good morning, Emma."
This was our neighbour Emma, a 60 years old lady with half of her hair white and a wrinkled face, but she had a kind smile. Emma was a good tailor where Abbey often asked her to make clothes. This time, she also asked her to help Moore make the suit, and she delivered it to the door in person today.
"Brooklyn?"
She was very happy to see me, "It's been a long time, how are you doing?"
"Not bad, dear Emma." I stepped forward and gave her a big hug.
"Oh, why do you look skinnier after getting married." She grabbed my arm and checked out my figure carefully, "Goddess of the moon bless me, I think I didn't make your size bigger. Here, hurry up and try it."
She handed me a yellow tulip-coloured dress and urged me to change it.
"This dress is made of silk satin, and it drapes very well. I even adorned the hem of Brooklyn's dress with pearls, just like the dress she wore at the time..."
Outside, Emma and Abbey had a lively discussion about the tailoring and workmanship of the dress. I took off my T-shirt and jeans and put on the dress. It turned out Emma's technique was great as the dress suited me perfectly.
The same as my bridal dress.
My bridal gown was also tulip-yellow. The well-cut dress was embroidered with pearls, suiting my smooth and delicate skin. When Hale saw me that time, his eyes lit up and hugged me, and whispered in my ear, "My wife is so beautiful." Everyone around clapped and whistled.
And I blushed and lay in Hale's arms, feeling that life would go on like this in the future.
Unfortunately, the moon goddess made a mistake in my marriage.
The phone in the jeans rang at this moment, I took it out and saw Hale's message. He probably reacted to the fact that I hung up the phone without permission last night, and sent a long message, "You bitch......"
I pressed the screen off before reading the message.
I looked at myself in the mirror, and my face was tired and wrinkled compared to when I was looking forward to the future two years ago. A heart was no longer vigorous, only helpless and vicissitudes.
I didn't know when this day would end. I could only pray that the Moon Goddess could love me a little more, and let my life return to peace as soon as possible.
Brooklyn's POV: The people outside were still waiting for me. I couldn't stay in the bathroom for too long. I didn't want Hale to make excuses for my lateness. I quickly sent a message to Hale and put on my dress, and was about to go out when Hale's phone came again. This time, I picked it up immediately, and yelled at the phone in a low, suppressed voice, "What else do you want?" Forgive me for not controlling my tone. Hale was very happy to hear my frantic voice. Through the phone, he smiled and said nothing. As the ceremony was about to start, he just wanted to congratulate Moore on his adulthood. I knew, he just wanted to make sure I was unhappy. But thankfully, he finally stopped pestering me this time and hung up quickly. I walked out of the bathroom in my dress, and both Emma and Abbey were amazing at me, and even Cathy was full of praise. I was a little embarrassed by their praise. The time soon came to evening. The setting sun on the horizon dyed half of the sky red, a
Devin' POV: I'm here today for the coming-of-age ceremony of the Alpha heir to the Cancer pack, but it wasn't until I saw the woman standing by the river that I realized the source of the scent I've been searching for was here! What about Lucy? My child's mother, where had she gone? Did she give up on me and our daughter? Was absurd! It was totally absurd! I could not accept it! The Goddess of the Moon was definitely fooling me! I couldn't wait to immediately go up and grab the woman and ask why I could smell the scent from her body! But now that the little werewolf's coming-of-age ceremony was about to begin, I should be patient and stand silently beside the pre-arranged fire ring. As a result, the torches handed over by others stood quietly and silently. When night falls, the werewolves in the woods hold torches and scatter on both sides of the fire ring. Ahead waw the unreachable grand canyon and the vast and boundless world. The silver glow of the moon falls in the canyon a
Brooklyn's POV: The man in front of me, Devin Black, was a well-known god of war among the werewolf tribe. Before I met Hale, I heard that he had fought single-handedly and defeated other races who tried to invade their tribe with one enemy and ten... Tall, mighty and reliable, if there was no match for the Goddess of the Moon, I was afraid that he would become the prince figure in the eyes of many girls. I could already hear my heart beating wildly as soon as he came to talk to me. But I already have a mate. Normally, it was impossible to be attracted to other Alpha werewolves! "Maybe the Goddess of the Moon made a mistake." Editha suddenly said in my mind, "Perhaps your mate should be a brave and fearless person like the god of war, not a villain like Hale who only rages on women." Editha already had a problem with Hale for a long time, and now she had a chance to complained, "Do you want to consider..." "Editha!" I hurriedly stopped her from going on. "I have a mate, and it
Devin' POV: I was actually behind that big tree, about 500 meters away from Brooklyn. But a werewolf's hearing was different from ordinary humans. We could heard sounds from a kilometre away. After the ceremony, I didn't go to the party held by the Aaron family but quietly went to the other side of the river while no one was looking. Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the time when no one was disturbing me, and think about this series of changes, facing the full moon. But not long after I arrived, I heard the voice of a woman crying. I stuck my head out and found it was Brooklyn. Her playful and smart yellow dress had been taHale off. She should have just transformed from a werewolf into a human form. At this time, she was naked, crying and shouting at the tree hole, her hair was wrapped around her cheeks, and her tears and snot were flying. Totally not the helpless and shy look just now. At this time, Brooklyn was embarrassed. She may have encountered some misfortune. She
Brooklyn's POV: I was so tired yesterday that I almost woke up after dawn. When I woke up, I almost couldn't open my eyes. I didn't see my family when I went downstairs, only a few servants were busy. "Good morning Brooklyn." An Omega came towards me. Her name was Emily. She was a cute girl with two pigtails and freckles on her face. Her mother was also an Omega, called Lydia, who worked as a servant in my house in her twenties. These years Lydia worked and served us was equivalent to watching me grow up. "Did you sleep well last night?" She pointed my eyes. I was stunned for a moment, only to realize that she should be saying that there was something wrong with my eyes. Maybe I cried too sadly last night, my eyes were still swollen. "I had too much fun yesterday." Emily kindly didn't ask any further but went to the bathroom to help me get a wet towel, and let me put it on my eyes to reduce the swelling. "Breakfast? Lydia made avocado sandwiches and mushroom bisque," Emily said
Brooklyn's POV: Margaret said her father, the pack on my grandfather's side, had a dangerous ritual to break the mate bond. But the price was that the werewolf who performs this ritual would become a wanderer. Such people were at the bottom class of the werewolf world and will be looked down upon. And, it is possible to never become a werewolf again. No, this was horrible! "You want me to be a wanderer?" I couldn't believe Margaret would make such an opinion, and stood up. "Do you think the proposal of being an Alpha, but never being able to turn into a werewolf, would be better than being tortured like this by Hale?" She was my biological mother! How could she make such a ridiculous suggestion! "My dear child, listen to me," Margaret stood up and tried to explain, "I didn't ask you to do this ritual right away, I just wanted you to think about it. It's very hard to spend a lifetime with someone who's not right for you. Although the results of this ritual were not satisfactory,
Brooklyn's POV: This time coming home finally made me realize that no one can help me save my marriage, my family! Nobody! The car was galloping through the woods, and I drove faster and faster until Editha shouted out loud, and I suddenly came back to my senses and stepped on the brake! Just an inch away, the car was about to hit the big tree in front. "Calm down, Brooklyn," Editha said with lingering fears. "There may be a turn of events. The Goddess of the Moon loves every one of her people." I leaned my head on the steering wheel, listened to the pounding heartbeat, and slowly calmed myself down. After a while, I looked up again, and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes from the shock and sadness before restarting the car. "You're right, I'll find a way to repair my relationship with Hale." Editha should have wanted to say something but ended up in silence, and just sighed heavily. Thanks to the fact that I was racing, I got home 3 hours earlier than before. Hale w
Brooklyn's POV: I didn't know how long I had been in a coma, but I still had no strength to react. When I woke up, it's pitch black and quiet. Only Editha's yelling rang in my head. "Silver seal! This is a silver seal!" A silver seal was a silver prison for werewolves. If a werewolf was locked in it, its power would be greatly weaHaleed, and would not be able to transform into a werewolf. I suddenly remembered that Hale's house did have a silver-sealed basement. I was curious and asked him why he built such a place. He said it was to prevent enemies from the other side. And now this enemy turned out to be me. How ironic. At this moment, the door to the basement of the silver seal was suddenly opened. The dazzling light from the outside was like daggers, stabbing people to the point that they could hardly open their eyes. I barely raised my hand to cover the light, and I vaguely saw a tall and heroic figure while I was still lying on the ground. The figure approached me, and kne