In the heart of turmoil, where emotions clashed like thunderheads, Preston’s grip on me tightened. His anger flared as I stood before him, wounded and defiant, tears threatening to fall. “How dare you hurt my daughter!” a voice boomed, resonating with such authority that it shook the very foundation of the pack house. The air shimmered, and the Moon Goddess, my mother, herself materialized, radiant and powerful. Her presence commanded attention and awe. Preston staggered back, shock etched across his face as he beheld the luminous figure before us. He knew instantly that she was no ordinary being–this was the Moon Goddess, her form bathed in a celestial glow that spoke of untold power and ancient wisdom.
My voice trembled, a mixture of fear and courage coursing through me, as I stepped forward to confront Preston. “How dare you hurt me,” I began, my words slicing through the charged atmosphere. “All I did was care for and love you, despite everything. You’ve betrayed that trust.”
Preston’s expression hardened, his pride wounded but his denial still strong. “I don’t get it! What the hell is going on here?! And why are you blaming me for everything?” he retorted bitterly. “You’re the one leaving, tearing our bond apart!”
“I hate you!” I screamed, years of suppressed pain fueling my words. “You never understood. You call me wolfless, but it’s because I chose you! Do you even know the curse that binds your lineage?”
Preston’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Curse?” he echoed, his voice tinged with uncertainty. “What
curse?”
I pressed on, the revelation weighing heavy in my heart. “Your ancestors were cursed centuries ago,” I explained, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. “Anyone who mates with an Alpha of your lineage becomes wolfless.”
Preston recoiled, his mind struggling to process the weight of my words. “No,” he muttered shaking his head in denial. “That can’t be true.”
Then, the Moon Goddess moved with grace, her ethereal form radiating power. With a gesture that seemed to defy the very fabric of destiny, she intervened, severing the mateship bond that bound Preston and me together. The air hummed with the magnitude of her actions, the repercussions echoing through the pack house.
The Moon Goddess staggered, her form wavering as she coughed, blood staining her lips–a testament to the toll such a profound act took on even a deity.
“M–Mom….” I gasped.
But she just smiled, even though her almost golden blood gushed from her mouth.
At that moment, within me, a sensation unlike any I had ever known surged through my being. It was as if a dormant part of myself had been awakened from a deep slumber. A warmth spread through my veins, suffusing me with newfound strength and clarity.
As the bond shattered, I felt a transformation unfold within me. My senses heightened, colors became more vibrant, and an inner calm settled over me. My eyes, once a familiar hue, now shimmered with a newfound intensity–a reflection of the wolf spirit awakening within me.
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And then, as if in response to the Moon Goddess’s intervention, a voice resonated in my mund – a voice that was both ancient and familiar “Finally, I am awake,” my wolf spirit declared, presence filling me with a sense of completion and purpose.
in that moment of change and realization I stood transformed–no longer bound by a maleship In that had brought more pain than joy
Nadia…
