“When the sun goes away. The Night Creatures comes out to play”
Year 2000
Luna Monica's POV
Today I watched the daylight faded in to night. This is the 150th year since the Blood Moon first appeared.
This night marks the seventh night where we get blessed by the goddesses.
Dark stormy clouds hovered above the sky creating a blanket over the blood moon.
The moon is a symbol for us Creatures of the night that the three goddesses are watching over us.
Glancing at the clock. The red color of time flared as it indicates 10:46 pm.
My mate’s arm tightened his hold against me and he snuggled even closer to me. I decided to let myself be wrapped up by mate’s warmth for 1 more hour.
That 1 hour will be enough to keep me going for years. This will be the last time that I will enjoy my mate's embrace.
When the clock shows 11:36, that’s when I decided that I need to go. Slowly removing my mate’s arm around me. I quietly made my way to the cot of my barely a day old daughter.
The bloody moonlight illuminated her sleeping form.
I looked at her features and memorized every single detail trying to embed them to my memory forever.
I caressed her barely-there mop of hair feeling her soft black strands of hair slightly kiss my finger tips was enough to make me tear up.
She’s so small and yet hear I am, leaving her. My heart was breaking all over again as I realized how much of a failure I am.
I failed as a mate but most of all I failed as a mother.
Hopefully they’ll forgive me when the right time comes.
With a heavy heart I detached my fingertips to her hair and glanced at her one more time.
Luckily I found my mate’s cloak lying on the floor, without any thoughts I slipped it on.
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Creeping into the night even though it was dark, I still managed to find the door knob thanks to my werewolf senses.
With a shaky hand, I twisted the door knob and cursed myself as it made a creaking noise. I opened it wide enough for me to squeeze through.
Finally stepping out of the comfort of our home I was immediately hit by the chilly wind as goose bumps suddenly starts to appear on my skin. I started to tighten the hold that I have on the coat and started rubbing my arms up and down to provide heat.
It took my body a while to get accustomed to the cold.
I started walking carefully straight to the woods trying not to make any unnecessary noises to avoid getting caught since there are still wolves patrolling the area.
When I know that I’ve already reached the dense part of the woods, I tightened my grip on my cloak as I dash through the thick forest trees.
I could feel my heart hammering against my ribcage followed by my ragged breath.
I was once again thankful for my werewolf genes cause I have reached it this far considering the fact that I just gave birth hours ago.
The sound of my thumping feet echoes throughout the forest floor as I tried to get as far away as possible.
If only I could shift. Everything would have been easier. But since my body is still busy repairing some tissues after giving birth. I decided to continue on running in my human form.
I need to turn my back to everyone especially to my mate and new born pup. I never wanted to do this but I cannot come up with other choices either.
Call me a coward all you want but running away has been the best solution to lure the hunters far away and to keep my family safe.
I was a few minutes away from the border when small droplets of water began falling down.
The forest floor started to get damp making it hard for me to run. But nonetheless I still pushed my legs to run faster, the sheer will and determination of my family’s safety has overpowered the fatigue that I started to feel.
From once a drizzle now became a full pledge storm. I’m not sure if luck was on my side or that the goddesses are watching from above. But the rain is both a blessing and a curse.
A blessing, because it can mask my scent, making it hard for others to track me.
A curse, because the air is already chilly enough and adding a storm to the equation makes everything a lot more harder.
I tried not to dwell on anything anymore, what's important is to keep them safe even if it means leaving my heart behind.
I was near at the pack border when I heard a pain filled howl. Deep down I know that it came from him, from my mate.He must have realized that I have been gone missing, My heart aches all over, It feel like it is getting stab over and over again.I was one step in crossing the border. Officially stepping out and leaving no trace behind.Sweet memories flashed through my mind.From the moment I smelt him, The first time that I've felt the sparks spreading throughout my body as our hands intertwined for the first time. Then another scene flashed on my mind with me standing on the makeshift stage and accepting the luna position of the Blood Stone Pack. The day that he proposed to me. The day that I found out I was carrying a pup a
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