WINNER: 3rd Place, 2021 Werewolf Competition [Mature Content] After escaping suicide forest, August Moon finds that she has only gone deeper into the mysteries it holds. Lycans exist. But maybe she is something even stranger... With a clandestine experimental pandemic, a decade-old murder mystery, and a timeless prejudice against strange members within the lycan community all simmering in the periphery of her newfound surroundings, August must fight to discover her own truth alongside a fierce and possessive male who claims to be her mate.
There was a collective gasp when August walked into the kitchen where the rest of Sylvia's sacred circle of females was already gathered, preparing to bake soul cakes. She stood there with a shy smile, holding Sage's hand as Sylvia, Greta, and Charlotte followed in behind her.
One by one, the other females slowly started to approach her as if they feared she were an apparition. Agnes advanced on her left, a soft grin on her face as she gently touched August's arm. Liv and Raya were staggered behind her, Raya's expression quickly turning emotional and watery when she drew her trembling hands up to her mouth in surprise. Vera was bouncing up and down excitedly with a high-pitched girly squeal.
"Thank the Goddess," Ethel whispered at August's right. "You carry his heir."
"It is breathtaking to behold. I never imagined…"
"Our true Luna."
"Goddess! This is so exciting!"