Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Daughters of the Moon Goddess by Neener Beener Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Katherine’s POV

are getting worse. How much longer do we need to wait?” My sister Amari whines as she paces behind me. “I’m well aware of the situation, Amari. We have to have patience. We can’t just yank her away from her life and demand that she save us all.” Amari stops pacing and looks into the monitor at the young woman cleaning the counter of a bakery, then sighs, “Why not?” “You know the rules. Just because we are goddesses, doesn’t mean we can do anything we please. She can’t know anything unless the situation is dire.” “I hate the rules, sister. Besides, this is dire. The Dark has already killed one guardian. How many more have to

interruption. When the time is right, we will know, and we can summon her. Until then, we need to wait.” I throw my arms out to the sides as I walk away backwards from her. “So quit whining about it. We need to give Tessa and Alexandros a chance to stop The Dark. For her protection and ours.” I put my hands on my hips and glare at her. As usual, the talented healer’s emotions are pinned to her sleeve. She lowers her soft blue eyes, letting her long auburn hair fall into her face. I immediately regret the tone of my voice when I see her reaction. “I’m sorry, Amari. My temper got the best of me.” I sigh in defeat and reach for her hand, but she turns away from me instead. “I’m going for a run. Mind link me if you get news of Cora and Dante’s whereabouts or any of the Feral for that matter.” I throw open the door to my office and sulk away. Away

in our family for over three centuries, but with the talented housekeeping staff and our abilities, we are able to keep it looking practically brand new. “Have a blessed day, Luna,” the staff all say as I pass by, with their eyes to the ground. I internally groan. I hate the formalities that come with my position and I wish they would treat me like everyone else. Being the oldest of fifty sisters is burdensome. For once, I would like freedom from responsibility A warm breeze and the salty sea air greet me as I step outside. I take a deep, cleansing breath and pull off my dress, placing it in the basket by the door. “Alright, Seraph, let’s blow off some steam,” I say to my wolf. “Katherine, you never have to tell me twice,” she purrs in response. I feel my bones start to crack and elongate. My skin stretches as my body becomes larger and my blonde hair becomes flaxen colored fur. Seraph shakes herself out and bolts for the woods. 2 ma We run deeper and deeper until we come to a small clearing with a stream. I shift back to my human form and I put on a dress from the basket next to the stream. I sit on a rock, dipping my feet into the cool water, and think about my mate. I look in the water at my reflection. My gold colored eyes stare back at me. As hard as I try to hide it, the sadness is still fresh in my features. I close my eyes and try to imagine my mate’s pine and sandalwood scent. The memory is so strong. We had over two hundred years together in this life, but my imagination isn’t the same as the real thing. I know I will see him in our next lifetime, since our human and wolf spirits are eternally connected. But not having him with me for the rest of this life still hurts.