The Run [Blue Moon Saga Book 1]

ith the sound of the creatures of the night. Quiet but still expressing the life it held within. A soft touch moves my attention to the long golden

y see in movies or costume period drams. I sigh, thinking how I have been having these dreams since turning eighteen two years ago. How a woman and a man would appear under the moonlight and silently display their l

it will soon be the week of the blue moon, the week for The Run. I hated it, dreaded it. An event created over a thousand years when the first werewolves were created by the Goddess her

ales dodging males as they run for their freedom. I did not want to be forcefully claimed like my mother was. Never knowing if the male that took me as his mate - a male who just fini

. I want a male who would bashfully smile at me before leaning in for my first kiss and holding me

directing his statement to me. His eyes held annoyance at the fact I had stopped paying attention to him. If a male had done

meeting that the Alpha, the Beta - my father- and the Theta –our third in command- called forth for the mate-less wolves

continues, sending me a glare. I suppress the snarl rising in my throat

wn on his face as he looks to the Alpha. Closing my eyes for a moment, I think back to my father ranting on about Vampires and how they should be killed still in one of his drunken stupor. Vampires were once our mortal enemy as they were created by the Sun God out of boredom. It led to the goddess creating us wolves to keep

et – but we have been able to keep our races hidden from the humans thanks to the treaty. Unfortunately for us with the Fledgling escaping there will be some trouble ahead. Fledglings especially rogue ones, poses a threat to both our species. This

s and childish and come in many forms from Human like fae, to pixies, to halflings. If you angered one at all it would spell your doom. I am lucky that I never had a problem with them. A coven of faeries lived just outside my grandfather’s pack – Ocean Heart – in Newfoundland. I grew up learning from the Fae and even met their Princess many times due to their close bond with Ocean Heart. I remember running into the woods one day out of boredom and stumbling into Pixies, their butterfly like wings mesmerizing me as a pup. To me the Fae are

friend. To my surprise, I find her missing from the meeting and my I wonder if her father has her locked away before we are meant to leave fo

expressed your dislike to The Run” The Alpha states his voice causing my

were created by our beloved Moon Goddess.” He cont

o object him. To the top ranking wolves I am a nuisance, the one she-wolf that always voices my opinion about this barbaric event made to make females submit to a male and bow down to the rules set by their new mate and their packs. I can’t help the sn

age seeping out of me. I can feel my blood

master?” Firing another question, I watch as his calm eyes narrow into sl

ace. What I say goes.”

Alpha boils inside me. I can see my Alpha slowly growing displeased by my outburst, by my challenging his words. I know he wants to skin me alive now, to make an example of

e.” The Alpha bellows out, h

tury and demand the right to choose my own path.” I

e point it can be sliced with a knife. Being born with alpha blood from my mother - the only daughter to two powerful alpha wolves - gives me the ability to be on par with any regular alpha I meet.

I state calmly, crossi

or transporting the Alpha and Amelia to other packs for meetings and treaty signings. My father and the Alpha snarl at me, Mitchel just letting out a scoff as he leans against the wall. My rage is growing with every breath, my claws extending from what once were my nails. The Alpha and the rest of the wolves can feel the challenge as I slowly begin to walk towards the wolf my eyes are locked onto

ck then go to The Run and win your freedom.” His voice is strain

an offer I could never refuse since this gave everyone a choice. Made she-wolves an equal in this one topic and will give them a chance to reject going to this event. Every wolf in this room stare

the Alpha links someone, most likely Amelia, before nodding and stretching his right hand to me. Before I can hold out my hand to shake his and confirm the bet the scent of an omega reaches my nose. My body turns on reflex to dodge but I am not fast enou

mated by the time you make it to the lodge then I continue forcing wolves to go." The Alpha states as he prowls towards me, his posture alread

ealization that an Omega had snuck up on me. This must be who the Alpha had mind linked seconds earlier. He must have g

he pain of the forced shift causes me to fa