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.
Sage took ahold of August's hand as she stood watching the rest of the pups running to the back to grab their masks before leaving for the day.
'You are glowing, Luna,' he said wordlessly, a small smile brightening his face. He was so quiet most of the time, and he rarely vocalized his words for all to hear. It made her wonder why. She knew he could—he had spoken well so many times.
"Yes, Selah was right after all wasn't she?"
'I am the one who told her,' he giggled.
"Oh, it was you who knew? That makes sense," she echoed his small laughter with her own. "You were there with me when I was at the trees so you saw the middle tree blooming, right? The mother tree?"
Sage nodded. 'Are you happy now?' he tilted his head in question. He witnessed her reaction to the news when Selah told her, and it was obvious that she was shocked and upset by it at the time.
"Yes. I feel much better now," she sighed. "Somehow it is going to be okay."