Purple Crescent Moon

Purple Crescent Moon is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2022 by Reina Hagatna All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review. Rey POV "Find her! NOW!!!" I scream at the warrior hovering near the door; he rushes out in fear of my wrath. I could not function correctly. It felt like my office was spinning so fast that I couldn't see anything. I held on to my oversized desk chair to gather myself, closing my eyes to get back centered. While working on getting my sense of balance back, I was interrupted by the soft voice of my chosen Mate, Sasha. "My love, she is gone…but I am here for…." I slam my fist onto my cherry oakwood desk, splintering it in half before my chosen mate could finish her sentence—my body trembles with rage. Sasha rushes over to calm me down, placing her hands on my shoulders. The feeling brings annoyance for the first time; usually, she calms my wolf and me down instantly. I glare down at her hands and then focus on her eyes. I see red anger flash through her hazel orbs; it's quickly replaced by hurt as she recoils. I sigh and grab her hands before they return to her side. Facing her, I place my forehead to hers like I've done so many times. I whisper, "Forever,” Sasha hums out, "and ever.", She then leaves to give me space. This is something we had spoken to each other since we were pups, even when we sadly realized we weren't true mates when I turned 18. We held true to our love for each other, waiting five years to determine if we would take each other as our chosen mates. Most young couples allow time to find their true mate. We happily chose each other last year and expected to consummate the mating by marking each other at our mating ceremony in front of the entire pack. The reality is that Sasha is great for me. Although she wasn't born into our pack like most of us, she's been here since she was ten years old. I remember the first day Sasha came into my class; everyone snickered at what little Sasha was wearing. But I saw, felt… something else. Her brown hair covered a tiny pale face as she kept her head down in shyness. I saw vulnerability and intelligence, attributes attractive to an alpha like me. As a young pup, I noticed something was different about her. She walked over to the only seat left, next to me. I remember catching her scent of blood oranges when she passed me. Delicious. As an alpha, even at 11 yrs old, I knew I was powerful; I felt it in my Aura. My peers submitted to me before I was gifted my wolf, Jax. I always felt like I would have a capable mate to match me. I remember glancing over to the new girl Sasha and wondering if she was my mate. I felt compelled to speak to her. I said, "Hi, My name is Rey. What's yours?" Sasha had looked up in surprise at me until she realized I was, indeed, speaking to her. She whispered in a tiny squeaky voice, "Sasha." Fast forward to earlier today, before the chaos in my office. I step into a grand hall, scanning the colossal white galleria. The walls and floor are marbled white with four colossal-sized Greek-like columns carrying the ceiling. The hall is full of over 10,000 wolves from our pack and neighboring ones, all dressed in gala wear, tuxedos, and ball gowns. It's Sasha, and I’s mating ceremony, much like a wedding day, the most crucial day in a wolf's life. I look at my chosen mate, who stares lovingly at me with bright hazel eyes; most call her pretty but plain. Sasha's straight chocolate hair stops abruptly at her sharp shoulders with porcelain skin, rounded pink cheeks, and small but pouty lips. Her body isn't the best but still exciting with petite but curvy hips and a tiny waist. She is beautiful to me with a shy sexy demeanor. Sasha’s sapphire blue sequined gown is so low cut you can almost see her areolas; it angered me when I first saw her. The dress reaches her feet but has a slit that almost shows off the bottom of her most intimate parts. She doesn’t dress like a Luna should, in my opinion. Her forehead scrunches in frustration as she attempts to grab my hand, but I pull away from her. I stiffen at a sudden delectable scent that envelops me. My wolf, Jax, purrs loudly, standing up in my mind; I can feel him pacing in excitement. The smell instantly makes my mouth water as it hits my nose, traveling to my heart, making it pump faster. The aroma travels through my bloodstream, bee-lining straight to my manhood, making it twitch and lengthen with anticipation. Sasha notices my agitated state as she stares at me with worried eyes, almost like she knows what's happening. Her forehead scrunches in confusion as she steps back to observe me better. I shake my head, hoping to remove the fragrance from my system. That scent could only be one thing; my True Mate. My wolf humps the air and howls joyously at the top of his lungs inside my mind. "Mate! My Mate is here!" Jax shouts excitedly through my mind. Taking a deep breath, I mind link my Beta, Galen. "I have a huge issue; My true mate, I here..." "Are you serious, at your own Mate ball!? Bro, you're fuuuuuucked!" His voice fills my mind with laughter. I'm glad he thinks this is funny. This is possibly the worst thing that could happen at a mating ceremony. I'm brought back into focus by Sasha tugging at my arm with annoyance etched on her face. "Rey, what's going on? You are embarrassing me; this is our first dance before we mark each other!" Her eyes dart around at the crowd watching us with curious eyes. "Everyone is watching!" I close my eyes and swallow a breath. "Sasha, My True Mate…She is here," I say through gritted teeth, attempting to control my desire to push through the crowd to find her. Sasha rounds her shoulder and stretches her neck from left to right with a c***k. She takes a deep breath and looks. "So what…" She retorts I pinch the bridge between my nose with my head down. "Sasha, I can't properly reject her until I know who she is, now can I?" I do not want to hurt Sasha, and I certainly don't want to break this unknown innocent woman's heart. She is destined for me, created by the Moon Goddess, but I've already committed my life to Sasha. However, rejecting a mate is a hard thing to do; it could take a part of you away forever. A wolf may never be the same; lower ranks can even die from rejections. Suddenly the scent is right behind me and stronger than ever. It consumes me, and Jax almost takes over control of me, screaming, "Mate!". The smell of fresh lavender and chamomile tea swirls around me, tickling my nostrils. The veins in my neck pulse involuntarily, and my body quivers as I turn around to meet the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. My breath catches, and my jaw drops at the sight. I clench my fist into a tight ball until my knuckles turn white. An animalistic desire to grab her and claim her as mine washes over me. My canines begin to ache to mark her, but…something stops me. The she-wolf stands in front of Sasha and me with wildly curly black and dark brown hair that flows to her tiny waist. Her round button nose sits above incredibly full pink lips; gorgeous high cheekbones stretch beneath her perfect caramel latte skin. I scan her face and gaze down at her plump breasts and full hips with the promise of an ample ass. She is taller than Sasha, probably 5'9, tall for a she-wolf. But it's her eyes that are most striking; triple irises; 3 circles in her eyes with different colors. The first was a chocolate brown, then amber, and lastly leading to a bright gold that flashed as her eyes devoured me; I've never seen eyes like that. My mate's shoulders are back with her chin up, standing in quiet authority, an Alpha. Her unique eyes are full of desire as she sensually licks her lips while staring intensely into my eyes. A gentle gold aura pulses around her, causing the wolves around her to adjust themselves in discomfort and wonderment. The air around us thickens from her desire for her mate…Me. The apparent attraction she has for me causes Jax to purr in satisfaction. I realize I'm still not breathing and cough to bring myself back to reality. Sasha is rigid next to me and produces a whine while glaring at my beautiful mate. Sasha links her arm into mine, rubbing her breast onto my arm; an intrusive way to mark what's hers. I shift away from her, but Sasha's grip tightens around me, keeping me close. My mate moves her eyes to Sasha, and I see a flash of anger pass through them, causing the triple irises to glow. A low growl emits from her, and Sasha freezes her movements. My mate straightens her shoulders and peers back at me with a faint smile. "Mate, what is your name?" Her voice echos in the galleria. I open my mouth to answer, but Sasha responds quickly in my stead. "This is Rey Gold, MY… Mate. I'm Sasha Windsor, HIS Mate. This is our mating ceremony. Who are you!?" My mate stares at her with an amused face, then examines me. She steps toward me, pressing her delicious scent and aura on me. In a soft voice, she says, "Rey Gold." She tastes the words on her tongue…." Is this true, is this…she-wolf indeed your chosen?" I stare into her beautiful eyes and wonder what I should say.. Looking at my mate now; I don't know what to do; she is…Perfect. But Sasha… Jax screams in my head. "No! No, Rey, please don't do this; we need her, I want her! You do too; I can feel it!". I glance down at the ground and nod since the lump in my throat hasn't left. Something beyond my control stops me from holding my true mate close like I should be doing. "Oh mate… You will have to use your words; after all, you ARE an alpha,". My true mate purrs with a hint of sarcasm, staring intently at me as if she's staring into my soul. I pull myself together, take a deep breath and square my shoulders. "Yes, Sasha is my chosen mate. We will mark each other after tonight’s ceremony." The words leave my mouth with false confidence. I regret them as they leave my mouth, but…I don't feel strong enough to defy my promise to Sasha. My mate gives a meek smile and stands straighter. "I see...even though I am your true mate, you choose to defy the Moon Goddess?" I remain silent as Sasha holds me tighter… Am I truly going to defy the moon goddess for my chosen mate, Sasha? I gaze down at Sasha, who only has eyes for the she-wolf standing in front of her. “Yes,” I finally say with tears in my eyes. Jax growls into my mind. My mate's hard exterior breaks down, and I see the sadness in her eyes for a moment. She shakes her head like she is having an internal battle. I assume her wolf is fighting to come out like Jax. Sasha grabs my hand again and continues to rub her breast on my biceps. I wish she would stop doing that! I scan the room and see hundreds of eyes on us; it seems the music has even stopped. Has time stopped?