Chapter Twenty-Eight

Alora.

I couldn't fall asleep, even when my body ached and I felt tired to my very core. Maybe it was because I felt very dirty, made and clammy with sweat and even cold.

Ares was already asleep, from the sound of his steady breathing and it's only been maybe an hour or so, I stared at the bedside clock, unable to detect the time, I looked away.

It was still very dark outside, the moon shone into the room, it was almost full and I couldn't feel excited about it.

The full moon was the most exciting time for a werewolf because they felt power, strength and the cord that tied them to the moon goddess.

Most days I spent my time thinking about what it felt like to have a powerful being tied to you. What was it like to feel the bond of the moon goddess and the strength of the moon she had bestowed on her people?

The ability to shape shift, taking a new form of a wolf, powerful, fast and beautiful. I had seen many colors of my pack wolf, my father's fur was brown while my mother's