Mated To The Moon

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My heart has patiently anticipated this very day and so as my wolve. Though it has been a month, two weeks, twenty two hours, five minutes and thirty seconds, it seems like we had waited for eternity just to see the moon.

I had visualised several scene about today, like me and my wolf howling to to the moon till it's Dawn. Chasing after her and if possible go with her from wence she came. We want to tell her how distressed we are and how hurt her sudden disappearance made us. How we've missed her and no longer want to be apart from her.

I want to confess my unwavering love for the moon in hope that she feel the same too. Yes I know this is insanity, and truly I can't say I'm not insane. Infact I am way to loose in the head to care about just how crazy my situation is. I am indeed pitiful. The mate bond my curse, and my wolves zeal to make this work gradually leading to my untimely demise. Now I have come to flow with it. But the bitter truth stares me in the face of the night.

Nothing, I mean none of the scene I conjured about today's event came close to the reality that looks me in the eye with it's mocking gaze.

Here we stand as a pack waiting for the moon but just like my dream, the moon is no we're in sight. All that greets us is a blank canvas in the colour of the night. This has never happened before in our history.

This night indeed is bound to change history forever.

Everyone was in panick , myself inclusive, but surely it was for different reasons.

Has they fear that this is a sign that the gods wrath is upon us, I fear that something terrible has happened to my mate and she is unlikely to return.

Oh goddess! What has become of my mate?.