“Happy Moon Festival!” I greeted my guards excitedly.
They bowed their heads in response. “Moon Goddess bless this day, Princess.”
When I was a lot younger, I used to count the days until the Moon Festival. Everyone did. It was our holiday. The day to celebrate being a werewolf but also to show appreciation for our beloved Moon Goddess.
The Moon Festival is equivalent to Christmas or New Years for werewolves. There are bright twinkling lights, unlimited food for everyone, a lot of booze and the partying lasts for weeks.
Throughout the preparations, Alek Volkov never left my side. He gave me the promised tour, showing me all the sights of his lands with the added bonus of seeing the Moon Festival come to life. It wasn’t hard to see how passionate he is about leading his people and how
