The Blood Moon Awakening

A Quiet Morning, A Strange Call

Morning came slowly, like the world itself was not ready to wake up. I opened my eyes to a soft, dim light filtering through a small window, and for a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. The room felt unfamiliar, quiet in a different way than my home.

The air smelled faintly of herbs and something warm, something calming. I blinked a few times, my body still heavy, my mind slow. Then it all came back at once. The wolves. The broken window. My mother’s voice.

They run through the dark. My chest tightened slightly as I pushed myself up, looking around the small room. It was simple, old, but peaceful. Too peaceful compared to the chaos of last night. For a second, I just sat there, trying to understand everything, but it still felt like a dream I hadn’t fully woken up from.

Then my phone suddenly rang. The sharp sound made me jump slightly, my heart reacting faster than my thoughts. I grabbed it quickly, glancing at the screen. Mia. Of course. My eyes widened as I sat up straighter. School.

I had completely forgotten. “Oh no,” I whispered under my breath before answering the call. “Hello?” “Lyra! Where are you?” Mia’s voice came through immediately, loud and full of concern. “You’re not in school. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” I rubbed my forehead lightly, trying to sound normal even though nothing felt normal. “Yeah… about that,” I said slowly. “I… I had to leave early this morning.” “Leave? Where?” she asked quickly. “You didn’t even text me.” I hesitated for a second, my mind racing for something simple. Something believable. “I went to see my grandma,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady.

“She’s… not feeling well.” There was a pause on the other end. “Your grandma?” Mia repeated, clearly confused. “You never mentioned she was sick.” My grip tightened slightly on the phone. “It just happened suddenly,” I replied. “My mum asked me to come with her.” Another pause.

I could almost hear her thinking. “Okay…” she said slowly. “Is she okay now?” “Yeah,” I said quickly. “She’s better. I’ll be back tomorrow.” I hated how easy the lie came out. Mia let out a small sigh. “You scared me, you know that?” she said. “You just disappeared.” Guilt crept into my chest. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I’ll explain everything later.” “You better,” she replied, though her voice softened again. “Take care of yourself, okay?” “I will,” I said quietly.

After a few more seconds, the call ended. I lowered the phone slowly, staring at the screen for a moment. The silence returned, heavier now. Lying to Mia didn’t feel right, but I didn’t even know how to tell her the truth. I barely understood it myself. Before I could think more about it, my phone rang again.

This time, my heart reacted differently. I already knew who it was before I even looked. Kael. My breath slowed slightly as I answered the call. “Hello?” “Lyra.” His voice came through, low and steady, but there was something under it.

Something tense. “Are you okay?” I closed my eyes for a second, letting out a small breath. “I don’t know,” I admitted honestly. There was a brief silence before he spoke again. “Tell me what happened.” His voice was calm, but firm. Like he needed to know. I leaned back slightly, my fingers tightening around the phone. “They came,” I said quietly. “The wolves. They attacked the house.” I could still hear the glass breaking in my mind.

Still see those glowing eyes. “We barely got out.” The line went silent for a second, and I could almost feel his reaction even without seeing him. “Are you hurt?” he asked quickly. “No,” I said. “My mum got me out in time. We’re somewhere safe now.” “Where?” he asked immediately. I hesitated. “I don’t know exactly,” I admitted. “It’s an old house… in a quiet place.

There’s an old woman here. She helped us.” Another pause followed. “Stay there,” he said firmly. “Don’t go anywhere.” My chest tightened slightly at his tone, but it also made me feel… safe. “Kael…” I said softly. “What if they come back?” His answer came without hesitation. “They won’t get to you.” Something about the way he said it made my heart beat a little faster. “I’m on my way,” he added.

I swallowed slowly. “Okay.” The call ended, and I lowered the phone again, my thoughts quieter this time. He was coming. I didn’t know why, but that made everything feel a little less heavy.

Just a little. A soft sound pulled my attention away. I looked up to see the old woman walking into the room. She moved slowly, carefully, carrying a wooden cup in her hands. Thin vapor rose from it, curling into the air like soft smoke. The smell reached me first—warm, but strange. Not like normal tea. Something deeper.

Something unfamiliar. She stepped closer and placed the cup in front of me without saying a word. “Drink,” she said simply. I looked down at it, my brows slightly furrowed. The liquid inside was darker than I expected, almost glowing faintly under the light. “What is it?” I asked quietly. “Something to calm your body,” she replied. “You need it.” I hesitated, staring at the cup. Something about it felt strange, but not dangerous. Just… different. Slowly, I reached out and wrapped my hands around it. The warmth spread through my fingers instantly. I lifted it slightly, watching the vapor rise.

Everything went silent for a moment, as if to give me some peace. I drank just a tiny bit. It had a bitter taste but the heat of it spread in me. Almost instantly, a change occurred inside me. I felt my body relaxing, thoughts calming down, and even my heart became calmer. “That’s good,” the old woman whispered to me.

I nodded without understanding what was happening, but there was nothing uneasy about that silence. Everything was calm and peaceful in our room. But suddenly, a knock on the door disturbed our peace. I jerked my head up as if shocked by it. The old woman stopped in surprise and looked towards the door.

Then another knock, this one more deliberate than the first. I got up from where I sat, feeling fear rise up in me once more. I didn’t get much of the calmness that I got from the tea. That tension and anxiety came back into my heart and mind again. We looked at each other in silence. And thought the same thing silently. Who could it be?