Lost Luna

As the sacred moon turned dark the pack shifted and howled in unison. A great spiritual moment for all those present. As those gathered opened their eyes to see the light of their Goddess return to the land. The Alpha Bran turned to smile at his wife of just 8 months, Luna of his pack and mother of his unborn child but where was she. "warriors to me" Bran cried "where is your Luna" All eyes were on an Alpha in full alert. They had all seen the Luna at his right side as the moon went dark, where could she be ,the dark forest around their ceremonial clearing was still in darkness its thick standing pine almost impenetrable with the one route in barricaded and guarded by the Beta and Gamma along with the leaders of the warrior clan. What could have happened and so quickly? Half a mile away a hooded and gagged Luna Isabella was carried swiftly and silently through the thick pine woods. Her abductors knew their route and the risk they had taken. They could not fail. The Lunas' child had to be saved from the curse. A lone cottage on the cliffs above the sea was being prepared. The sisterhood, priestesses of the moon goddess prepared for the arrival of the Silver Pine Luna and the child of prophecy. The future of their race or their ultimate destruction. It would soon be time.