Chapter 14

Ariana’s POV “Oh, ouch!” I gasped, reaching my hand back to grab my hair. “That hurt.” “Honey, I really need to finish getting your hair ready for the ball,” my mother said in a sweet but firm tone. She added some serum to her hands, gently rubbed it into my hair, and continued combing. My hair was still semi-wet from soaking it that afternoon, but the serum really helped to detangle it further. It wasn’t that I never combed my hair or anything. But tonight was the most significant night of our lives. The Moon Goddess Ball was held in honor of the Great Mother Goddess of the Moon. She was our guide in the dark nights of the woods, the frigid winters in the mountains, the lonely evenings we spent beneath the aurora borealis, listening to the wind sweep over the tundra. That was centuries ago, before we were given the ability to shift our forms. We are werewolves now, but we have adored the Moon Mother ever since we crawled on all fours in the wilderness of the world. That’s why we cry o