The intensity of the ride lightened when the car entered a familiar place.

Their glowing trunks in the night seemed as if they came down from the moon, and they grew up into this breathtaking sight to give light to whoever visited it.

The Moonstone Grove.

After about half an hour, Alpha Lucien turned onto a narrow, almost hidden path, leading us up a mountain to the less visited part of The Grove. This spot was renowned for its mystical ancient trees, glowing with the presence of the moon in the night.

The moonlight was different here, something more sacred. More beckoning.

We got out of the car and I...