“We’re really sorry for all the trouble, moon goddess,” one of the councils apologized after their long conversation about the current state of Wolfpoint because of her presence.
“It’s nothing. I’m grateful that you work hard in order to protect me and our people,” Amira answered gracefully. Her arms tangled across Morgan’s who was standing beside her, talking to another council.
“It is our honor to serve the moon goddess—“
“Luna. She’s currently the luna of Crescent Walkers now,” Morgan corrected, earning an affectionate smile from his mate who even rested her head on his shoulder.
The councilors conceded with Morgan’s overwhelming alpha aura and nodded apologetically. “Our apologies.”
 
“A penny for your thoughts?” Morgan’s soft and loving tone accompanied his warm arms that embraced Amira’s small body from behind. She was silently looking out the window, thinking about her current situation and wondering about her mother’s and companion’s situation up there in Bulan. She felt Morgan place a tender kiss on her shoulders before his arms around her tightened. “Is something bothering you?” he asked earning a sigh from the moon goddess. “I… I am worried about my mother,” she confessed. She immediately felt a quick stir in Morgan’s emotion before it completely vanish as he inhales her scent. &l
Amira looked up at the sky and stared at it with worry. Something is definitely going on. No matter how mad her mother could be, she would never reject such a message she sent her. That was her last straw and now that there was still no response from anyone in Bulan… she was sure. There is something wrong. She refuses to acknowledge all the negative thoughts plaguing her mind but that’s all she could think about right now. She felt so restless thinking that something happened to her mother. Goddess Celestia is not the best mother but she’s not that bad either. She took care of her, raised her well, and never abandoned her. She even pushed her down into this
“I can’t help her in this state, Morgan. I’ll go blind just looking at her.” “It’s only you who can go near her. We already vacated the packhouse. The injured ones were already attended to.” “Comfort her, Morgan. She never wanted this to happen. This is not her fault.” It was a disaster. She is that disaster. Amira hugged her knees closer to her chest as tears rolled down her face. She can feel the stars hovering over her glowing body as if calming her down. She can still hear the people outside the room talking
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 re
Amira stares at the young goddesses playing outside. She smiled bitterly as she remembered how she wanted to play like them too when she was their age but her mother told her that she can’t just carelessly run around just like them.She sighed and looked back at the glowing scrolls placed on her bed that were made of stars.“That’s still a lot. How does mother never get short of stories for me to read?” she asked exasperatedly as she begrudgingly walked back to her bed and started opening the scrolls of love again.She sighed and choose one of the brightest scrolls in front of her. She figured that the brighter the scrolls were, the greater the love shared. The scrolls of love contain stories. Stories of the matches, pairings, her mother, and all the former goddesses of the moon had made. The scrolls record everything the match had to undergo for their love, how they met and how they ended.Some of them end up happily but the ones
She immediately turned away from the pavilion after realizing that she was once again catching the attention of the other goddesses that went out of the pavilion and ran towards the direction heading to the Pond of Living.The Pond of Living is the portal that the Goddess of Goodwill uses to communicate well with the enchantresses. It was actually forbidden for young goddesses and even to some other full-grown goddesses as well but she was feeling extra lonely tonight. She was sure that the Goddess of Goodwill was still inside the pavilion, having fun with the others so no one else would know that she had sneaked in.She carefully looked around before she sat by the pond where she can hear endless chants and voices of enchantresses addressing the concerns of their people.Amira stared at the rippling waters that showed the reflection of the glowing fireflies above it. Her forehead creased as she bit her lower lip as she thinks of a way to figure out how this com
Amira stared at Morgan for a while before nodding with a hesitant expression on her face.“I am a moon goddess. But who exactly are you looking for?” she asked, completely puzzled.“Huh? Aren’t you the only one?” Morgan asked back while they were walking away from the falls. Amira shook her head while chuckling as she held Morgan’s clothes closer to her body as she felt the cold breeze of the wind. Morgan saw her do that and immediately thought of how he could help her warm up without scaring her.“Our packhouse is a bit too far from here,” Morgan informed as he stopped walking. Amira was already a few steps ahead of him when she realized that he had stopped. She turned around and looked at him questioningly. She was wondering if she did something wrong.Morgan gulped as he struggled to stop himself from being mesmerized by her beauty. He subtly heaved a deep breath before smiling at her.“My fa
In Bulan, the once joyful celebration turned into chaos as the goddesses run back and forth the whole place to look for the daughter of the Goddess of Love. Celestia felt terribly worried when her daughter didn’t come back hours after excusing herself to get something to drink. And now that she’s nowhere to be found the whole Bulan was in a quest to search for the young goddess.While everyone was busy looking for Amira, the Goddess of Goodwill, Agatha, and her daughter, Elpis was already contemplating what they should do. They saw the young goddess jumped into the Pond of Living which scared them so much.No one else knows that the Pond of Living is a direct portal into the living realm. It was only the Goddess of Goodwill who was in charge of the pond, her daughter, and the highest goddess which is the Goddess of Love. And now her daughter jumped off into the portal and the mother-daughter duo didn’t know what they should do.They looked down