Oracle Of The Moon

Let me go -Kale's POV

Kale's POV-

To put it simply, I felt powerful. We were two days away from the full moon and everything I had been learning from Lucy was proving to be true. I felt the power inside me from my wolf growing as the moon was steadily growing as well. How had we not realized this yet? How was everyone not talking about this spectacular power that was constantly running through cycles in us?

Most packs just see the full moon as an obligation. As time went on and I learned more from Lucy and her readings, it was all beginning to make sense. The cyclical ways of our energies, the pull to mother moon, and the way hardly anyone could resist shifting on the night of the full moon when mother moon was high in the sky... It was a shame that I had not learned about this before. It was a shame that we had not been listening to our own bodies before. I was happy that Lucy was there with us, she was going to make our new full moon traditions so special and lovely.

That was for later though. We had a task at hand to do. We were all running through the forest to a pack territory that no one had been to in a very long time; we had to be alert and on our toes. Not to mention, I had to protect the girl that was sitting on my back as I ran in wolf form at all costs.

She was my number one priority. It didn't matter that the other girl's wolf called to me as we were running. It didn't matter that the other girl's scent was just as intoxicating as Lucy's was to me, but in a completely different way. It didn't matter that the girl had me responding in a physical manner that had never affected me in that way before. No, none of that mattered; it couldn't matter. Lucy mattered.

Raven might've had a more physical effect on me, but Lucy had me completely wrapped around her finger. Her personality and spirit were far more important to me than the physical urges that I felt towards Raven. Besides that, Lucy also had a giant physical effect on me as well. How could she not? She was the most beautiful girl that I had ever seen before. The difference was, I could still think of other things besides her physicality when she was around me. I wasn't solely consumed with wanting to fuck her and put my seed into her. With Raven, it was almost always about wanting to mate with her and create an heir.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy as we entered the demolished pack's heartland. The energy was intense and sad. The pack had been killed off and burned down almost fifteen years before, but the energy of that day still haunted the lands. New vegetation was beginning to grow through the burned-up lands, but it was in the extremely early stages so the whole place still looked dark and ominous. It was like the lands had died with them.

I slowed when we finally came to where the most damage was. Big black scorch marks were still covering the grounds of where the packhouse used to be. Ruins of the old pack buildings remained and were even more decayed than I had expected them to be; it was a ghost town. All that was left were bitter memories of our sister pack and what could have been.

Luckily, there were no decaying bodies or empty bones left on the grounds. We had come right after the slaughter and buried our friends. The mass grave was placed beneath a lonely tree that had not burned down. We thought it best for them to be laid to rest in their own lands, in the place they called home. I couldn't believe the magnitude of the lives that had been lost. Women, children, mothers, fathers... All were senselessly killed for power.

As soon as I came to a stop, Lucy slid off my back and stood in front of what was left of the packhouse. Everyone shifted, but Lucy never turned back to us, she just stared at the ruined house. I could hear her sniffling making it known that she was crying for the loss of innocent lives. It was an incredibly sad sight, and with her powers and energy sensitivity, it was even worse for her.

Wes walked up beside her and gazed at his ruined home as well. She looked up at him and caressed his cheek as tears slid down his face. I felt no feelings other than sympathy towards the man, he had lost his whole pack and home. I knew that Lucy was his Luna, whether it was 'official' or not. The way she comforted him and the way he lovingly accepted the comfort was a testament to that.