Chapter 98


    Daughters of the Moon Goddess by Neener Beener Chapter 7


    Chapter 7 Katherine’s POV


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    It takes three days to find Cora and Dante. They lead the sisters who we call Agrios or The Feral. They


    have always been more wolf than human. Preferring to be outdoors in wolf form, not having t o abide


    by restrictive confines of society’s rules. About three thousand years ago, they decided to leave our


    pack and live peacefully as nomadic wolves. Watching them struggle with life in human form was


    painful.


    I still remember the day we watched the rusty brown wolves with red eyes happily bound off in different


    directions into what is now known as Germany’s ck Forest. As long as they stay away from prying


    human eyes in wolf form, they can live hundreds of years at a time. We only see Cora if Dante dies


    while she waits for him to be reincarnated. asionally, we need Cora and Dante to help us with


    family issues. The oilmping to life with a me was one of those issues. A harbinger that we


    need toe together and rally against an imbnce . The purple of the me indicates something


    specifically rted to The Dark O I find them deep in the Khangai mountains of Mongolia. The closer I


    get, the more it feels like something is wrong. I can feel their pain, but it is so raw and animalistic, I


    can’t pinpoint what’s causing it. Seraph runs countless miles until their scents are strong enough for a


    good, long howl t o summon them. 1 She waits until she feels their presence. I can’t smell Cora or


    Dante, but two of the Feral are waiting for me in the thick trees. When I’m sure they are watching, I shift


    back to my human form and call out to them. “Sisters, please. We need Cora and Dante toe home.


    The Dark is trying to shift the bnce of power. We need help. Mother has lit the harbinger me,” I


    speak loudly into the dusk of the forest.


    A giant, rusty brown wolfes into the small clearing. Her red eyes express that emotional pain I


    can’t define. She walks forward and uses her mouth, gently pulling on my hand, whining with worry. I


    shift back to Seraph’s form, and we follow them for a couple of hours. Wee to an area with a


    I wordlessly sit beside her and pull her into my arms. She is covered in Dante’s blood. Surprisingly, she


    easily lets me embrace her as she continues to wail at the pain of losing Dante. I understand exactly


    what she is going through. I look down at him to see his injuries are almost identical to Cordell’s. Leticia


    hasmitted this crime. I’m toote. Questions swirl in my mind, but none of them are important at


    the moment. Not more important thanforting Cora. “Cora, darling,” I whisper gently as I stroke her


    long chestnut brown hair, “The me has been lit. I hate to ask this of you, especially right now, but I


    need you toe back with me instead of making the trek on your own.” Cora looks up at me and


    sniffles, letting me wipe the tears from her scarlet red eyes before I take her in my arms again. “Cora,


    The Dark has done this. Mother has lit the violet harbinger me. We are summoning Iokaste.” I rock


    her gently as I break the news to her. Regardless of how wild she may be, at her core, she is my little


    sister. She just wants to live in peace, and that dream has been ripped away from her. She sighs and


    looks down at her mate sullenly. “Giati (Why]?” The sound of her voice startles me. Raspy and dry. She


    probably hasn’t spoken in human form in centuries. “Why? Do you mean why did Dante have to die?


    Why was the me lit?” I shake my head and look at her in confusion. She doesn’t have words. I get


    the feeling it’s been so long since she has had to speak, that she doesn’t quite remember enough


    human words to respond. “Come on, Cora. Let me help you bury him before we go back to Greece. I


    have a private airne waiting for us in Bulgan. It isrge enough that if you want our sisters toe


    with us, they can stay in wolf form. The only one I need to be in human form for now is you, but we can


    go most of the way to the airport as wolves. Alright?”. She takes another ragged breath and nods. She


    leans over and kisses Dante, stroking his chin one more time before walking away and shifting. Our


    wolves dig a grave nearby, then we shift back to carry him to the burial site. The four of us gather


    around the mound and howl mournfully into the mountain sky, sending a prayer to Mother to protect


    him and send his spirit back to earth quickly. “Cora, where is everyone else? Our other seven sisters?”


    I ask when we are getting ready to leave. She thinks about my words for a moment, possibly trying to


    remember their meaning. Finally, she holds up seven fingers, holds them to her chest, then throws her


    hands out. She has let them roam to where they please. “Alright. Seven fewer people to worry about, I


    guess,” I shake my head as I mutter to myself. Our sisters decide to stay in the mountains while Cora


    and I leave immediately. When we get outside the airport, I take her to the spot where I left a duffel bag


    with clothing. I give her a loose fitting dress, slip on boots and a coat. Just enough to cover her, but


    easy enough for her to remove quickly if she feels like she needs to. When we walk in the doors to the


    estate, something feels off. The energy of our home feels different. “Cora, I will send Amari and Jasen


    to find you, but for now, go mourn,” I gently take her hand in mine. “Iokaste. Thélo próta na ti do (I want


    to see her, first].” I nod and lead her down the hall, hand in hand. We make our way into the depths of


    the estate to find Amari and Tessa. Being in this close proximity to Cora is making my wolf side feel


    stronger. just as I know her human side is being strengthened by being close to me. I feel her squeeze


    my hand as we walk.


    I look at her with a smile and she gives a weak smile back. Her silent gesture shows support, even


    through the pain I know she is enduring gives me a little hope that everything is going to work out for


    the best. “Julia, what is happening? Where are Amari and Tessa?” I ask an omega who crosses our


    path in the hallway. She looks between Cora and me nervously, “They have summoned lokaste. S-


    she’s here, Luna.” “What? Where are they? Where is lokaste now?” “S-she’s in the Waiting Room,


    Luna.” “WHAT?!” I scream, unintentionally frightening the girl and making Cora jump a little. I don’t


    have time for apologies right now, I turn and rush down the hall to stop my sisters from whatever torture


    it is they are imposing on lokaste.