Morgan’s POV:
Pannic had invaded my soul. I huddled on the floor next to the huge roots of a tree like a terrified pup. Something or someone was coming for me, I could feel it. I shut my eyes and waited for the worst to happen. I was already dead, right? What else could happen? Die, again?
"Goddess, I am so sorry for what I did. It was my fault, I admit it. Please have mercy on my soul." I was pleading for mercy just in case she could hear me. She was as real as the air I was breathing, like the wind dancing in the trees. She wasn't a myth or a Legen; the Moon Goddess was genuine and sacred. Our species has worshiped her for thousands of years. She has existed since before the creation of our world.
I was still trying to make peace with the Moon Goddess when I felt a warm and silky t
