Mother of the Moon
The war is over—but the battle for the future has only begun.
After a brutal attack leaves her pack in ruins, Zelena awakens to a shattered world. Her mate is broken, her people are grieving, and the title of Luna rests heavy on her shoulders. Yet as her powers surge beyond her control, so too does a coldness she cannot ignore. The Moon Goddess whispers of truths long hidden, while enemies close in with promises of unimaginable power—and devastating betrayal.
Across the seas, Lunaya and her mate Alyse arrive at the fabled sanctuary of Luna Eclipse, only to find suspicion, unrest, and a dangerous secret that refuses to stay buried. As their paths intertwine with Zelena’s, destiny draws them toward a reckoning that will unite allies from distant lands and ignite a war that could reshape their world forever.
With traitors in the shadows, a stranger weaving temptation, and an ancient bond of True Mates at risk, Zelena must decide whether to embrace the darkness rising within her or defy it—knowing that either choice could doom generations to come.
In a realm where gods walk unseen and hope itself hangs by a thread, one Luna’s decision will determine the fate of all Were kind.
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Excerpt.
The weather turned in a blink of an eye, catching us unprepared in the middle of a snowstorm. We definitely picked a bad time of year to go hiking in the Southern Alps of New Zealand. It’s the middle of winter here and this part of the mountain takes a beating. I knew we wouldn’t cross paths with anybody, the tourist trails don’t go up this mountain. And besides, the storm would cover over any of our tracks anyway.
We huddled together and continued to stomp through the freezing snow. The storm has been raging for maybe an hour now, the snow was already knee deep and getting deeper the further we went up the mountain. My boots were soaked through, and I could feel the icy moisture in my socks. I hope we find them soon or else my toes may fall off. The wind howled past my ears, biting at my cheeks. The sound of teeth chattering together was almost louder than the wind.
“How f-f-far did you s-s-say" she stuttered,
“It should be here” I told her, squinting into the distance. I looked around at the trees poking out of the snow, searching for the marker. I forced my eyes to open in the cutting wind and tried hard to focus. I followed the old directions perfectly. We are near the top of the mountain, on the southern side. It has to be here. I zoned in on a peculiarly shaped tree ahead of us. After a few quick blinks I could see clearer. That's not a tree. That’s it, the stone marker, we’ve made it.
“There it...” I was cut off by the unmistakable sound a wolfs howl. I turned towards the sound but couldn’t see the source through the blizzard. Another howl came from behind us, and then another, and another, until we were surrounded. I saw movement come from behind the large stone, capturing my attention. A pure white wolf slowly came into view as it stalked towards us. Like a predator stalking its prey. The wolf bared its teeth and growled, closing the distance between us. The wolf stood tall and proud, the power emanating off it was dizzying. When it snarled viciously through its exposed fangs, my body erupted with frightful nerves. We may have just made a huge mistake.