The Dark Side of The Moon

Chapter 1- Sarah

I can feel his hands, I can smell the pine scent on his neck. His soft lips on mine, he reaches up caressing my neck. Sliding his hand to the lower part of my back and laying me down on the soft grass. Hovering over me. He lowers his body to mine kiss down my neck, between my breasts.

“Oh Killian” I say as a moan slips my lips.

I look down and see a smile tugging at his lips. He lowers his head back down. My hips buck towards him I’m response, encouraging him onward.

He lifts his head again, “ Patience, my moon” grinning at me while sparks running erratically through my body.

Killian looks at me and opens his mouth to say something…

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I throw my arm to night stand grabbing my alarm clock. Throwing it against the wall, and shattering it into a hundred little pieces.

227 years. 227 years since I lost my mate and killed the man responsible, my father and forever frozen at the age of 24.

I’ve had the same dream every night for the last 227 years. Details may change but they all remain the same. Killian. My mate.

Times have changed and for the last 54 years, the species have been at peace. Even the Witches have been minding their business. During these times, I’m kind of stagnant. People know of me but not who I am. It’s been over 54 years since I was around a pack and people were aware of who I was. The people who would’ve seen me are either dead and gone or the years have warped their memory of me. So I’m back to being a myth, a bed time story for young Fae and wolves.

It’s a lonely way of life but that’s okay. I prefer it this way.

“Something’s going to happen today. I just don’t know what. Don’t you feel it?” Aria, my wolf says to me.

“I’ve been feeling off for weeks now. Have you spoken with the moon goddess or the Fae goddess?” I ask her.

“Nope. I tried to mind link the Moon Goddess but haven’t been able to get through and we have to be summoned to speak to the Fae Goddess.”

“Lovely.”

Aria has been my one constant. We are polar opposites but some how it works. She’s a beautiful white wolf, but at night or at dusk she almost looks blue.

Just as a let my mind drift off, my cell phone rang.

“Told you I felt like today was going to be the day something happened.” Aria said.

Darius Blackfur

Why would the Alpha King call me? I hadn’t spoke to him in at least 15 years.

Darius Blackfur was a very attractive man. Blonde hair that shimmered like glitter, and muscles that if I didn’t know better, wouldn’t thought they were steroid induced. Don’t even get me started on the man’s smile.

He had remembered me from when he was a child and had seen me working with his father and King Lucian, the Fae king, when the witches had attacked around 60 years ago. He had recognized me from across the room at a coffee shop and walked up to me like the young child who would spy on us during the meetings. This was definitely something I wasn’t used to, but we became fast friends, he even tried to get me to become his chosen mate. He was 25 and had yet to find his mate at the time and it was visibly taking a toll on him.

Being the chosen of the moon and Fae, I took it upon myself to find his mate. Julie was Beautiful with blonde hair that matched Dairus’, sparkling hazel eyes. She was kind and caring, but she was vicious when it came to her training. I watched her practice a time or two and knew she would make a great Luna one day. She was apart of The Alpha Kings pack, the only reason they had not found each other as mates was Julie was only 17.

The day she turned 18 I got to work. An old gazebo, a little magic for effect, a couple “fake” invitations, and you have yourself a make shift fairy tale.

They seemed so happy and we still check in on one another from time to time. He knows the truth behind my origin so he would alway skim on the details of his relationship, but I was always so happy for him. He had invited me to stay in his pack for his Alpha ceremony and when his son was born.

I would always decline but would pop in from time to time and check in on everyone, but years pass and life gets more difficult.

“Darius?”

“Sarah is that you?” He asked. Goddess he sounded old.

“Were you expecting someone else?” I quipped back.

He laughed, “I guess not. I expected you to sound different is all. How are you?”

“Darius, jump to the point. I’ve had a nagging feeling for awhile.”

“I understand. Will you come to the Castle? I’m calling in all of the Alphas and I would like you to be there. I’ll explain then.” He has really grown into his role. His voice is gentle but commanding.

“What about Remmi?” The Fae king has tried to stay out of shifter business but rarely keeps to it. Faes are naturally curious and usually find them tangled in whatever is going on.

“Not this time. He says they are staying out of it.”

“Alright, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I reply scrubbing my hand on my face and hanging up the phone.

“Aria, do you have any idea of what it could be?”

“ I’m as clueless as you are. He’s calling the alphas in but it’s not interesting enough to catch the eye of the Fae? It’s weird that’s all I’m saying.”

“Still nothing from either goddess?”

“Nope. Nada. Do you think the moon is ignoring us after our last conversation?” Aria asked.

The last conversation we had with the Moon Goddess hadn’t ended the best. She has asked him on numerous occasions if I would ever want to take another mate. The answer has always been no. Killian was my mate.

Don’t get me wrong, I had pondered the thought but when I thought of tying myself to someone other than him, I just didn’t want that.

Over the years she had tried to get me to reconsider but this last time. Aria and I lost our temper. Her final words to us were, sometime you don’t need a choice you need a push.

“No I don’t think that has anything to do with it,” I answered Aria, “ but let’s keep on guard when we go because I still don’t feel right.”

I walked around my studio apartment and grabbed a couple of necessities and stuffed them into my overnight bag. I grabbed my sword underneath my bed and put it in the bag. Ask me the last time I used it and I won’t be able to tell you but damn it, it made me feel like a bad ass and I like having options if need be.

I walked to the center of the room. One of the good things about being part Fae is the ability to “pop” to different places.

“You ready?” I ask Aria

“As we will ever be” she answered.

I close my eyes and pictured where I was headed.

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