A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter Eight

It was cold. There was no light. Only darkness surrounded me.

I wasn‘t sure what I had expected for when I died, werewolves didn‘t seem to have any real lore hypothe

sising about what came after death. I‘m sure humans would think we should be cast into hell, our entire s

elf being a creature opposed to the ways of their natural laws. But

we didn‘t have any thoughts or values on that.

Did I expect the Goddess to embrace me and lead me into some pearly gates? She had

abandoned me in life, I could only assume she would abandon me in death also.

I stayed curled up in the darkness for longer than I could say. It felt like days, or even years, but time didn

‘t seem to move the same way here. Hell, for all I knew, it could have been only seconds that had passed

in this eternal abyss.

But suddenly, without warning, light surrounded me and I began to fall.

Around me were images from my memories, floating past me as I dropped. I saw my childhood, my moth

er tenderly caring for me. My father with his always stoic attitude. I saw Aleric, how attractive

he looked when I saw him for the very first time after coming of age. I saw Thea, her air–

headed facade as she always smiled at me. I saw Sophie… betraying me.

And I saw my death. It was replayed over and over, and over again as if trying to make me go insane. I w

ould see Aleric lift the blade, the sound of the sharp edge eating into my flesh, and then the darkness… t

he silent cold darkness. It continued to repeat like a broken record.

“Please… stop…,” I begged to the empty.

I didn‘t know if anyone could hear me but I couldn‘t handle this anymore. If this wasn‘t hell then it was da

mn near close. I shut my eyes tightly, pressing my balled–

up fists against my ears to block out the images and sounds, but they continued to drill themselves into

my brain.

Why…

why was I being punished? I had never done anything wrong. I had done exactly what was asked of me t

he entire time. I had died for that very reason.

“My child,” a melodic voice then called out to me, bringing the peace and silence with it that I had craved.

I quickly opened my eyes and saw a woman with brilliant gold hair and silver glowing

eyes. I recognised her immediately. She was the woman I‘d witnessed in the woods whilst I was shifted.

But who was she?

I asked the question in my mind but, deep down, I already knew the answer.

She was the Moon Goddess, Selene.

Her presence was overwhelming, making me feel so strange inside. I was warm but I was cold, I was em

pty but I was full. Just looking at her made me want to break down into tears before her but I held back.

I couldn‘t help but wonder

though, why was she finally showing herself now? Where was she when I was alive?

“I can sense your turmoil inside, even your disdain for me,” she said. “I know you have many questions b

ut I also know some of these answers will not satisfy your anguish.”

I felt instantly embarrassed. We were taught from birth to worship her loyally, yet I was conflicted inside.

How could I worship someone who had allowed me to suffer for so long?

“Why…,” I said, my voice wavering and betraying my emotions. “…

Why did you do this to me? You made m

e Aleric‘s mate when he couldn‘t love me. Didn‘t that mean you wanted me to become Luna? If so, why

would you abandon me to endure that horrific fate?”

“My child, I never left you,” she said gently. “I have watched over you since

the beginning but there are some things I cannot interfere with. I never wished for you to experience suc

h hardships.” 1

“Then what‘s the point in worshipping you?” I said a little too harshly. I

was letting my anger get the better of me. “I prayed every night to you for years untill eventually had conv

inced myself you either didn‘t exist or didn‘t care.”

“I do not ask my children to worship me. I am merely a mother to you all. I give you all the tools

to bring you immense happiness in your lives, but if something interferes with that then I cannot interven

e.”

“Are you saying that this all happened because something changed your divine plan?”

If that was the truth, then what had happened to change the course of destiny? I felt

she wasn‘t telling me everything.

“You look at things too simplistically, trying to apply your earthly knowledge and logic to something that c

annot possibly be understood so easily. You are one of my favourite children, so intelligent and strong, b

ut I cannot change the future in the ways you might think.”

She gently grabbed my palm and, with her other hand, caressed my cheek. I wanted to flinch from her to

uch but her presence instinctively made me want to give myself to her entirely.

“If you care and nurture a child, give them the

best education and family, only for them to grow up and commit grave crimes, would you blame the moth

er? I wished for you to have the best life, full of love and happiness. However, if things change from my o

riginal plan, then there is nothing I can do until it has run its course.”

‘‘Run its course? You mean until I die?”

She nodded

her head. “I cannot change the future but I cannot deny that the interference that occurred was not entirel

y natural. Your death in this instance would have triggered something far bigger,

something that cannot be allowed to occur. ...And so, I intend to send you back.”

Her silver eyes were boring into mine, making it hard to disagree with anything she was saying.

“...And if I refuse?” | asked hesitantly.

“Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories.”

My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I k

new now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like.

“Then I don‘t want to be Luna

again… and I don‘t want to be Aleric‘s mate,” I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining

with a Goddess. But I couldn‘t shake the feeling something seemed off.

“That is the fate I have chosen for you.”

“Then I don‘t accept,” I argued, removing my hand from hers. “I think there is something you‘re not telling

She was silent, her eyes regarding me wearily.

“…So, I am correct,” I said, taking her silence as confirmation.

“I cannot rewrite a fate that was established during your birth. The ramifications of such a thing could pote

and identity. Your mate will be Aleric, just as it always has been. But I will give you a gift. I will gift you the

battles,”

Chapter Eight

I watched as she then gently kissed my forehead, tingles erupting from where her lips met my skin. It was

Once she moved back, I needed to take a second to steady myself, trying hard to clear my mind to focus

“What battles? You haven‘t even told me what I need to change yet.”

All she‘d told me was I needed to stop my death. But how could I possibly know exactly what I needed to

in order to reach that goal?

“I have given you a part of myself,” she said, her voice sounding oddly strained now. “With this, you can st

She was beginning to flicker, like a candle struggling to stay aflame.

“What‘s wrong?”

I tried to grab her hand but it went straight through her.

“The piece I have gifted you has made me weak, I must rest. But I will be with you and I will be watching o

She vanished then, before my eyes. Gone into thin air

And with that, I woke up in bed.