The Forsaken Luna Return

Twenty-Two Years Ago....

It was the third month of the full moon, the night was still young, and the aura moved silently as it covered the entire Dark Moon Pack. It was the night of the blood moon, the sky darkened, as it expected the supernatural to be born anytime soon.

"Push!" The nurse yelled at Marina. Beads of sweat covered her face as she pushed her baby with the last strength she had,

Today marks exactly ten years since she last had a child. In fact, she only bore one but never carried them in her arms.

She paired, breathing heavily, and she bit her lips before giving it one last push. She closed her eyes,

"Now push!!!!' the midwife yelled, as soon as she sighted her baby coming.

"Argh!!!!!" She screamed, with her veins popping out of her neck, her eyes widened as she fell back in her bed, the sweet sound of the baby's cry filled the room.

Tears pricked down Marina's eyes as she looked at the gorgeous cutie she and her husband, Fernandez, created.

"She's pretty, pretty Nuella. I ..." she began to gasp for breath, she was slowly going...

"Marina!" The midwife yelled, hitting her to get up, but she breathed her last, holding her baby's hand.

The door opened. Fernandez barged in after hearing the midwife scream his wife's name. His eyes met with her lifeless body lying on the mat. For a moment, the world stopped. He stared at his wife and daughter, who seemed to be crying for her mother. If only she knew, she had just breathed her last.

A formidable silence fell, as a tear pricked down Fernandez's eyes as he stared at his wife, who lay there not moving.

The midwife looked at him as she broke the saddest news to him. It was a bittersweet moment for him. He had his own daughter, but his wife paid the ultimate price for her birth, and now she is gone.

"She's dead," she announced.

Twenty-two years later, inside a cottage of the Dark Moon Pack...

The sun shone brightly as it cast itself on the small cottage hidden deep in the woods. Today was the day, her birthday...the day she was found by the stream by Agatha.

She walked out of the cottage, her eyes fell on the one person she loved the most, Agatha.

"I told you not to overwork yourself.... "Didn't I?" She began. Agatha turned to her, her hair was a mess, and she was just getting up from sleep.

"Happy birthday Ella, it's another full moon, you should stay home tonight", Agatha added with a bit of concern in her face. She was cooking her favorite meal and wouldn't have to stress herself over anything.

"Mom, c'mon...you and I both know that I can't help it. "The pain that is yet to come is going to be unbearable, and I can't just stick around," Ella said to her as she took the spoon with which she turned.

"Nuella...you never listen, do you?" She asked, sighing as Elle smiled.

Agatha watched her. She had perfect beauty in all the ramifications. Tonight is the night she finally tells her the truth and her attachment with the full moon, which comes only on her birthday to signify something.

Nuella was born with a disorder known as Lunar Absorption Syndrome; she didn't notice this until Nuella turned five. They were playing a game when she suddenly bit her. Agatha felt weak, instantly falling to the ground and was paralyzed for half a day, to say, if that day was the full moon? She'd lose all her werewolf powers.

This was a great tool to settle the ongoing war that had claimed a lot of lives in the past years.

The Dark Moon Pack and the Stone Wood Pack have been mortal enemies for decades, with no plans to stop their rivalry anytime soon. And to make matters worse, they were half-brothers, Alpha Roland and Alpha Luca, who inherited this war from their fathers and continued the fight, but although strangely, no one ever saw Alfa Roland of the Dark Moon Pack, which they often mocked the pack as being weak, but it had fought so hard with the four walls of the Pack territory to keep everyone safe.

Nuella blew the fire with a hand fan, as she tucked her hair behind her ears,

Her skin was soft and silky, like that of a goddess, as if the moon had specifically selected her to cast its light through her. Her rich dark brown hair, which she tucked behind her ears, was shiny and wavy. Her eyes had a beautiful shade of ocean blue and dark blue all together, making her irresistible.