Chapter 6 The Moon Circle
Luna hadn't been asleep long when the bell rang.
Not the curfew bell. Something different. Deeper. More resonant.
It echoed through the building, pulling her from uneasy dreams.
Nova sat up in bed. "Moon Circle."
"What?"
"The ceremony. It's tonight. I completely forgot." Nova scrambled out of bed and started pulling on clothes. "We have to go. Now. It's mandatory for all students."
Luna's body felt heavy. Exhausted from training and stress. "Can't we skip it?"
"No. Absolutely not. Missing Moon Circle means automatic detention. And detention here is brutal."
Luna groaned but dragged herself out of bed. She dressed quickly, pulling on jeans and a hoodie.
Her mark tingled. Warm beneath her sleeve.
They left the dorm and joined the stream of students heading downstairs. Everyone moved in silence. Some looked excited. Others looked terrified.
"What exactly happens at Moon Circle?" Luna asked.
"Ritual. Transformation practice. The full moon amplifies our wolf side. Makes it easier to shift. But also harder to control. First years usually just do partial shifts. Upperclassmen go full wolf."
"Partial shift?"
"Eyes. Claws. Teeth. Heightened senses. Basically your wolf coming to the surface without fully taking over."
They exited the building and followed the crowd toward the forest. A path of glowing stones led deeper into the trees. The stones pulsed with pale blue light, marking the way.
Luna's mark pulsed in rhythm with the stones.
"You feel that?" Nova whispered.
"Yeah. What is it?"
"Magic. The Moon Circle is ancient. Older than the academy. The stones are enchanted. They respond to marked wolves."
The path opened into a clearing.
Luna stopped walking.
The Moon Circle was massive. Stones formed a perfect ring, each one twice her height. Runes covered every surface, glowing silver in the moonlight. The center of the circle was bare earth, packed hard from centuries of use.
Students filed in and took positions around the perimeter. First years in the outer ring. Upperclassmen closer to the center.
Faculty stood at cardinal points. Headmaster Sterling at the north. Professor Thorne at the east. A woman Luna didn't recognize at the south. And at the west, an elderly figure in flowing robes.
The moon hung directly overhead. Full. Massive. So bright it cast shadows.
"That's Professor Cael," Nova whispered, nodding toward the elderly figure. "She leads the ceremony. She's been here longer than anyone. Some people say she's over a hundred years old."
Professor Cael raised her hands.
The clearing fell silent.
"Welcome to Moon Circle." Her voice carried across the space despite sounding soft. Gentle. "Tonight, the moon is full. Her power flows through these stones. Through this ground. Through each of you. For first years, this will be your first true connection to your wolf. Do not fight it. Do not fear it. Simply allow it to surface."
She lowered her hands.
The stones began to glow brighter.
Luna's mark burned.
Heat raced up her arm. Down her spine. Through her entire body.
She gasped.
"It's okay," Nova whispered. "Just breathe. Let it happen."
Around the circle, students began to change.
Eyes flashed gold. Silver. Green. Every color Luna could imagine.
Claws extended. Teeth sharpened. Some students dropped to all fours, their bodies stretching and reforming.
Luna's vision blurred.
Everything became sharper. Clearer. She could see individual leaves on trees fifty feet away. Could hear heartbeats from every student in the circle. Could smell fear and excitement and power mixing in the air.
Her hands cramped.
She looked down and watched claws push through her fingernails. Black. Sharp. Dangerous.
"Nova." Her voice came out wrong. Deeper. Rougher.
"You're doing great. Just keep breathing."
But Luna couldn't breathe.
Her lungs felt too small. Her skin felt too tight. Something inside her was trying to get out and she couldn't stop it.
Her mark blazed so bright it lit up the circle.
Students near her backed away.
"Professor." Someone's voice. Scared. "Something's wrong with the Eclipse girl."
Luna fell to her knees.
Her body was changing. Bones shifting. Muscles rearranging. She could feel fur trying to push through her skin.
"I can't control it." The words came out as a growl.
"Luna, look at me."
A hand touched her shoulder.
Ryder.
He knelt beside her. His eyes were gold. Fully wolf. But his expression was calm. Focused.
"Look at me. Not the moon. Not the circle. Me."
Luna met his gaze.
"Your wolf is trying to emerge. That's normal. But you're fighting it. Stop fighting."
"If I stop fighting, I'll shift completely."
"No. You'll shift when you're ready. Right now, your wolf just wants to be acknowledged. Let her surface. Just a little. Then pull her back. You're in control. Not her. You."
Luna tried. She focused on Ryder's voice. His steady presence. She let the wolf rise just enough to feel it. To touch it.
Her claws retracted slightly. Her vision cleared. The burning in her mark eased.
"Good. That's good. Now pull back. Slowly."
Luna pulled. The wolf resisted. It wanted out. Wanted freedom. But she was stronger.
Barely.
The wolf retreated.
Luna collapsed forward, catching herself on her hands. Human hands. No claws. No fur.
"You did it." Ryder's hand stayed on her shoulder. "That was close. But you did it."
"I almost shifted completely."
"But you didn't. That's what matters."
Around them, other students were still transforming. Some successfully. Others struggling like Luna had.
Professor Cael appeared beside them. Her eyes were completely silver. Ageless. Ancient.
"Interesting." She stared at Luna's wrist. "Very interesting indeed."
"What is?" Luna asked.
"Your mark. I've seen many in my years here. Thousands. But yours is unique."
"How?"
"The pattern. The way it glows. The power it channels." Cael knelt down. Her hand hovered over Luna's wrist but didn't touch. "This is not a standard marking. This is something older. Rarer."
"What does that mean?"
"It means your wolf is not like others. Your bloodline is tied to something ancient. Something that predates even this academy." Cael's expression was unreadable. "The Eclipse line has always been special. But you, child, you may be the most powerful Eclipse to walk these grounds in generations."
"I don't want to be powerful. I just want to survive."
"Those two things are not mutually exclusive. In fact, at Silverwood, one often requires the other."
Cael stood and returned to her position at the west point.
The ceremony continued for another hour. Students practiced partial shifts. Some attempted full transformations. A few lost control and had to be restrained by faculty.
Luna sat in the outer ring with Nova, watching. Learning. Her mark still pulsed but the intensity had faded.
"That was terrifying," Nova said quietly. "I thought you were going to full shift right there."
"Me too."
"But you didn't. Because of Ryder." Nova glanced at where Ryder stood with other fifth years. "He came all the way across the circle to help you. That's not normal mentor behavior."
"What do you mean?"
"Mentors observe. They don't intervene unless someone's about to die. But Ryder stopped your shift before it became dangerous. That's personal. Not professional."
Luna looked at Ryder. He was talking to another student but his eyes kept drifting toward her.
When he caught her looking, he nodded once. A silent check-in.
She nodded back.
"See?" Nova whispered. "Definitely personal."
The ceremony ended when Professor Cael raised her hands again. The stones' glow faded. Students began shifting back to fully human form.
"First Moon Circle complete," Cael announced. "First years, you survived. That is accomplishment enough. Upperclassmen, continue honing your control. Dismissed. Return to your dorms. Sleep. Tomorrow's lessons will be difficult."
Students filed out of the clearing. Exhausted. Shaken. Changed.
Luna stood on wobbly legs. Nova steadied her.
"You okay to walk?"
"Yeah. I think so."
They started back toward the path.
Professor Cael's voice stopped them. "Miss Eclipse. A word."
Nova shot Luna a worried look. "Want me to wait?"
"No. I'll catch up."
Nova left with the other students.
Luna turned back to Cael. The professor stood in the center of the circle, moonlight making her look ethereal. Otherworldly.
"Your mark is unusual," Cael said without preamble. "But more than that, it's old. The pattern you bear was last seen on your great-great-grandmother. She was marked the same way. Crescent moon consumed by shadow. Eye at the center."
"What happened to her?"
"She died young. Twenty-three. During a battle with rogue wolves. But before she died, she was the most powerful student Silverwood had ever seen. She could shift faster than anyone. Control her wolf with precision. Fight with the strength of ten normal wolves."
Luna's stomach twisted. "You're saying I'll die young too?"
"I'm saying your bloodline carries both gift and curse. Great power. Great danger. The Eclipse mark always demands payment. The question is what price you're willing to pay."
"I don't understand."
"You will. In time." Cael moved closer. "But know this. Your mark is tied to ancient magic. Older than shifter bloodlines. Older than this academy. Older than the goddess herself, some say. It chose you for a reason. Find that reason. Before the darkness finds you first."
"What darkness?"
Cael's silver eyes reflected the moonlight. "The same darkness that took your great-great-grandmother. The same darkness that watches from the forest. The same darkness that marked you during an eclipse moon."
Luna's blood went cold. "How did you know my mark appeared during an eclipse?"
"Because that's the only time an Eclipse wolf can be marked. When the moon is consumed by shadow. When darkness and light meet. When the old magic wakes."
Cael turned and walked toward the forest, her robes trailing behind her.
Luna stood alone in the circle.
The stones had stopped glowing. But her mark still pulsed. Faint. Steady.
Like a heartbeat.
Or a warning.