Child Of The Moon

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Chapter Eighteen: The Halloween Dance

"It feels like forever since I've seen you," I told Lyssa, pouting a little. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Well, we're in the middle of a war and I'm the Beta. I've been going over war strategies all frigging week." She groaned. "If it wasn't my job to protect you, I'd probably still be there."

We were sitting in the middle of the crowded lunch room. It was early in the morning--only around seven--and it was a wonder I was able to keep my eyes open.

I shook my head at her antics, smiling weakly.

"And how's all that coming along?"

"Fine." She looked at me. "Marc's going to be fine. He's not the Alpha of the strongest Pack in Europe for no reason. The Allen Wolves are always strong. Marc's no exception."

I let out a breath. "I know I probably shouldn't be so worried, but I am."

Lyssa shrugged. "He's your Mate. Of course you're worried."

It grew quiet for a while until something caught my eye.

"There's a Halloween dance tonight?" I asked, walking closer to the prettily decorated poster.

"Yeah. You're scarily unobservant, Tanaya. People have been going on about this for weeks now."

"What do Werewolves do for Halloween anyway?" I asked. "I'm assuming Werewolves don't spend their Halloweens the same way humans do."

"That's a safe assumption. Halloween was originally celebrated because the humans thought the dead came back to life, so they started celebrating Halloween to ward off said ghosts. However, those 'ghosts' were actually Wolves who humans thought had died. Halloween is a sacred time for all supernatural beings. It's when there's an open link between our world and the world of the gods and goddesses."

"So, what exactly do Wolves do?"

"There's this big dance for all the young Wolves, like ourselves. The adults give an offering to the Moon Goddess to show that we are loyal to her."

I took in this information as the bell rang, signaling it was time to get to the first class of the day.

"It probably seems weird for you, since you grew up with the human version of Halloween, but don't worry, it's going to be great. You never forget your first Halloween dance with Wolves."


The Halloween dance was in full swing. It was decorated with fairy lights and expensive decorations. Whoever decorated this place really went all out.

Marc and I stood side by side, his Wolf wrapped in an embrace with mine. They always seemed to reach out to each other.

"Hey," Aria called out, coming toward us and grinning. "What do you guys think?" she asked, gesturing around at the dance.

"You decorated this, Aria?" My eyes were wide, imagining this badass head warrior as an interior decorator.

She grinned. "This will probably come as a surprise to you, but I love decorating. I was the one who decorated things for your Welcoming ceremony."

"Well, you did a great job. With both of them. It's gorgeous."

She smiled at my compliment and looked over at Marc. He nodded his agreement. During their exchange, my eyes wandered over to a group of Wolves standing in the corner. They looked...shifty. My Wolf was on edge instantly. She didn't trust these Wolves.

I gripped Marc's arm and he stopped whatever he was saying a looked down at me, his Wolf was immediately at the surface, sensing the distress of mine.

"What's wrong?" he asked, canines extending.

"Those Wolves over there," I said, tilting my head in their direction as inconspicuously as possible. "There's something off about them."

Marc looked over in their direction, his eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared as he sniffed the air.

"I don't recognize their scents," he said. "And I know every Wolf in this Pack."

I sniffed the air, as well. They didn't smell very much like Wolves. It smelled much more like--

"They're human," I said, eyes wide. "They're masking their scents somehow."

Marc's eyes narrowed. In that moment, he looked exactly like a very dangerous Alpha.

"They're probably looking for their friends," Marc snarled, canines extending as his human form began to shift. "We'll reunite them."

His human form melted away and his Wolf charged toward the group of Hunters. Aria had shifted with him and they attacked the group together. Lyssa was suddenly there, standing protectively in front of me.

One of the Hunters stood, his face bloodied. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion when I saw him reach into his holster and take out a gun. He pointed the gun straight at Marc's unsuspecting back.

"No!" I shouted, my words becoming muffled as my human form melted and my Wolf took over.

My Wolf leaped over Lyssa and dove straight at the Hunter. Our teeth tore into his arm, reaching bone and snapping that bone right as the gun went off.

I looked over just in time to see Marc's body fall to the ground.

I shifted back into my human form immediately, crawling over to his side. I didn't care that I was naked and covered in the blood of the Hunter my Wolf had just mangled beyond repair.

Marc had been shot and all I could do was wonder how the hell I was going to save him.

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