Miastella

Miastella

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EXCERPT: Ric didn't know what he would expect as those big, round, moon touched eyes found his, but he knew what he feared it would be. It was a look he didn't want to see again, eyes he thought he would never see again. Her eyes held the moon in them, as if Selene herself blessed them with her touch. They were otherworldly, they trapped the raging sun in his, they stole his breath, his power, his strength. They were his. Her small fingers that were cold to the touch sent stars to his soul, touching, grasping, igniting. She was a soul that was once thought lost, but now in his reach again. That simple thought, those words whispering in his head, the Lupo that shared his skin came alight within in, howling to touch the little one that looked at him with eyes so big, so curious. But he knew, he knew she was not his. Not yet. She had much growing to do, much learning. She was not human, she was no Lupo, she was an anomaly. He knew he could not have her, he could not stand to see her without seeing the moon he thought he lost long ago.
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I shuddered. It had never been so dark, nor so quiet before. There was always the light of the moon to guide me. The sound of the wind against the trees. I shook the thought from my mind and continued further into the wood. Then I saw it. A white light spread across the ground in front of me. The clouds had parted from where they were, revealing the moon at its fullest. I stared in awe. It had never been so bright. The ambiance began to come back. The wind began to dance with the trees. I closed my eyes. The scent of oak filled my nose and exhaled through my mouth. The aroma filled me with exhilaration. It filled me with something I couldn't explain. I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. Although it was something I wasn't used to feeling, I craved it deeply. I felt happy. I felt as if nothing else mattered than this moment. I opened my eyes. Everything seemed clearer. I could see the particles of dust flying in the beam of light that shone around me. I wanted to stay here for longer. I wanted this moment to last forever. Until I saw the wolf. It was hidden among the fold of trees behind me. It stared at me in aggravation. It's brows furrowed in my direction. It's face, livid with anger, revealed a set of unpleasant and sharp teeth. It began to move slightly forward. The wolf bounded towards me. It happened so quickly I had no time to react. It's limbs outstretched. It's teeth bared. My body, paralyzed from fear, refused to move. My lip quivered, urged to call for help, but no help would come. I was too deep into the woods. No one would hear my screams. The thought was soon interrupted by the wolf's teeth digging into my side.

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