Moon Princess

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The ghost Pov: -

As I floated through the vast halls of the Moon Goddess Temple, I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty that surrounded me. The temple had been built by the werewolves, and their attention to detail was evident in every aspect of its construction. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings of wolves and other animals, all of them depicted in mid-transformation. The floors were made of gleaming marble, and the roof was supported by massive stone pillars.

But it was the altar that really caught my attention. It was a massive structure, made of pure white marble and adorned with sparkling jewels. At its center was a statue of the Moon Goddess, her serene face turned up towards the sky as if she were gazing at the full moon itself. I floated closer, drawn in by the goddess's peaceful expression. As I gazed up at her, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe wash over me. She was the embodiment of all that was good and pure, and her presence was palpable in the temple.

As I looked around, I noticed that the werewolves who worshipped here had left offerings at her feet. There were flowers, candles, and even small trinkets, all of them left in reverence to the goddess. But it wasn't just the altar that was beautiful. The entire temple was a testament to the werewolves' devotion to the Moon Goddess. Everywhere I looked, there were intricate carvings and sparkling jewels, all of them imbued with a sense of magic and mystery.

I felt a sense of peace wash over me as I floated through the temple, taking in the sights and sounds of the werewolves as they went about their daily rituals. It was clear that this place was more than just a building to them. It was a sanctuary, a place where they could connect with the divine and find solace in the chaos of the world.

As I watched, Luna Amaris and Alpha Samuel approached the altar and offered a sacred food to the flames. I joined in, feeling a sense of connection to the rituals of my own past. The werewolves were a close-knit community, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing as I watched them perform their rituals together.

My head started to hurt as tiny flashbacks started to hit me, causing me to feel disoriented and dizzy. In one flashback, I saw myself tied to a chair, gasping for air as a girl laughed maniacally in the background. My heart raced and tears streamed down my face as I struggled to break free from my restraints. The scene was hazy and unclear, and I couldn't tell if it was a memory or a figment of my imagination.

As the flashbacks continued, I saw myself in a variety of different situations. In one, I was running through a dark forest, my feet pounding against the ground as I tried to escape from an unseen threat. In another, I was locked in a small, dingy room, the walls closing in on me as I sobbed uncontrollably. I couldn't make sense of the flashbacks. They seemed to jump from one moment to the next, never staying in one place for very long. I was left feeling confused and disoriented, my head spinning as I tried to piece together what was happening.

As the flashbacks continued to hit me, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. I didn't know what to make of the memories, or even if they were real. All I knew was that they were causing me a great deal of pain and distress.

Tears streamed down my face as I floated throughout the tent area, music was heard throughout my surroundings, and because of the loud music my head started to hurt even more than before, I closed my eyes and stopped floating around the air before setting on a place on the ground, my legs gave up as I didn't stood up on it for like years, I fell on the ground as I blocked the noise away from me by pressing my ears with my hands, I squeezed my eyes together trying to make sense of the confusing images in my head. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to me, and why these memories were coming back to haunt me now.

Everything around me had become eerily quiet. The music that had been playing with such high volume, the cheers and laughter of the pack mates, all of it had come to a halt. I couldn't understand why the air around me had become so silent, and it only added to my sense of panic. With teary eyes, I looked up and saw the wolves departing, settling themselves in the carriage that was waiting for them. I searched frantically for the alpha couple, and finally saw them preparing to enter the carriage after Beta Spade.

I quickly stood on my feet and, before I knew it, I was floating in the air. In a second, I reached the carriage, just in time to see Alpha Samuel helping Luna Amaris inside. But Luna Amaris stopped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. I turned to see who had touched her and was shocked to see myself standing there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing - was it really me? My mind raced as I tried to make sense of the situation.

No! It's not me!

" How can she look like me! Haha no, no, I am just hallucinating!! " I said to myself as I floated around the same place as I laughed nervously.

I quickly turned towards the person again, trying to get a better look. And that's when I saw her smirking evilly at me. It was an ugly, twisted expression, and it sent chills down my spine.

I couldn't understand what was happening. Was this really me, or was it some kind of twisted doppelganger? I had never seen this evil version of myself before, and it left me feeling confused and terrified.

I couldn't help but wonder how this person had come to be. Had she always been with me, lurking in the shadows? Or was she a manifestation of my own fears and doubts, a reflection of the darkness that lurked within me?

As I stood there, frozen....