Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

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Daughters of the Moon Goddess by Neener Beener Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Katherine’s POV

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 die? All of them?

at her with a growl. I push my chair back roughly, knocking her into the wall behind me. “Kathrine, you know it’s not-,” she tries to interrupt. I raise my hand, stopping her in her tracks. “Amari, unless you know of some other way, one we haven’t found in the last five thousand years, then we have no choice but to stand back and bear witness to her life without 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

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. I remind myself that it’s just another part of the life of the Menae. Cordell and I lead the group of nine Menae, known as the Maven. Not just in this lifetime, during all of our spirits’ journeys. The eleven of us have a natural talent for various aspects of knowledge, politics, business, and money. It helps us maintain all of our business ventures and helps finance anything our large family may need. Since our memories and experiences follow us from lifetimet o lifetime, our experiences almost exceed our bank accounts. Almost. Cordell was in Milan on business when I felt our mate bond break. Just like it

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