The pack let out a collective howl, their voices rising to meet the full moon. The sound echoed through the forest, a powerful anthem of unity, strength, and belonging. I joined in without thinking, a deep, primal sound rumbling from my chest. It was exhilarating—freeing. For the first time, I didn’t feel alone.Kael’s gaze lingered on me, a mixture of pride and something I couldn’t quite place. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice brushing against my mind, not my ears. I flinched at the sensation, my mind linked but the words calmed me in a way I hadn’t expected.Luca stepped forward, his towering wolf form commanding attention. “Your first run as a wolf is significant. It will define your connection to the pack and the land. Are you ready to join us?”I hesitated. The forest seemed darker now, the shadows more alive. The human part of me wanted to ask a hundred questions, but the wolf inside was already stirring, eager to chase, to run, to hunt.I nodded, my wolf ins
The cold stone walls of my chamber bore witness to the ambitions that burned in my soul. The flickering torches cast shadows across maps and plans spread over the wooden table before me. For years, I had hunted her. The Lunar Alpha. The embodiment of power that could either solidify my place at the top—or destroy me.It wasn’t just the stories of her abilities or the legends of her bloodline that drove me. No, it was the threat she posed to everything I had built.A sharp knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Enter," I barked, my voice echoing in the room.One of my scouts stepped in, his face pale and his clothes caked with blood and dirt. "My lord," he stammered, lowering his head. "We’ve confirmed it. She’s awakened."I leaned forward, gripping the edge of the table. My heart quickened, though I kept my expression calm. "And the men I sent? The hunters? Where are they?"The scout hesitated, his silence speaking louder than words."Speak!" My tone cut through the air like a bl
There’s something about the smell of old books that I’ve always loved. It’s comforting like a hug you can breathe in. Tonight, I needed that comfort more than ever. The library was quiet, just the way I liked it, with only the sound of my footsteps echoing in the aisles.I ran my fingers along the spines of the books, stopping now and then to read a title. Some of them looked like they hadn’t been touched in years, their covers faded and dusty. That was fine by me. Books didn’t judge or expect things from you. They just… existed.The clock on the wall chimed softly. Almost closing time. I glanced out the tall windows, the moonlight pouring in like silver. Beyond the glass, the woods surrounding Black Hollow stretched endlessly, their dark shapes swaying in the breeze. They were beautiful but eerie, the kind of place you’d hear about in ghost stories.I shouldn’t have stared at the woods for so long.“Elara, you don’t get paid to stare at nothing,” Mrs. Hawthorne’s voice rang out, shar
I squinted, trying to make out the figure stepping through the trees. He moved with the kind of grace you’d expect from a predator, tall and broad-shouldered, his silver eyes glowing faintly in the dark.He stopped a few feet away, his gaze locking on mine.“You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his voice low and steady.“I… I wasn’t trying to…” My words trailed off as I struggled to make sense of what was happening.The man’s expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes—something familiar, like I should know him.“Who are you?” I managed to ask.He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, like he was deciding whether or not to tell me.“My name is Kael,” he said finally. “And you’re not safe here.”“I’m not safe?” I repeated, my voice rising slightly. “What does that even mean?”Kael stepped closer, his movements so smooth they barely made a sound. “It means you need to leave. Now.”The heat in my chest flared again, and I stumbled back, my breath
Kael didn’t waste a second after I took his hand. He pulled me to my feet, his grip firm but not harsh, and we started running again. The forest seemed darker now, the air thick with tension. I stumbled, still disoriented by what had just happened, but Kael kept me moving.“Don’t stop,” he said, his voice sharp. “We’re not out of this yet.”“What’s happening to me?” I asked, my voice shaking. My claws—the claws that were somehow mine—gleamed in the moonlight as we ran. “Why do I look like this?”Kael glanced back at me, his expression unreadable. “You’re changing. Your wolf is awakening.”“My wolf?” I echoed, my mind spinning.“There’s no time to explain.” He yanked me to the side just as a shadow darted past us, narrowly missing my shoulder. A low growl followed, and I saw another set of glowing eyes watching us from the trees.Kael growled back, a sound so feral it made my stomach drop.“Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice a low rumble.“No,” I snapped, surprising even myself. “I
Kael slowed his pace once we reached the clearing, his eyes darting around like he was expecting another attack. The moonlight brightened his features, revealing fresh scratches across his face and arms. Despite the injuries, his focus remained sharp.I, on the other hand, felt like my body was about to give out. My legs trembled, my breath was ragged, and my claws still unfamiliar and terrifying itched with an unnatural energy.“Do they always come after you like that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.“Not me. You,” Kael corrected, turning to face me.I flinched at his bluntness. “Why? I didn’t even know… whatever this is about myself until tonight. How could they know more about me than I do?”Kael’s gaze softened, just a little. “Hunters can sense power. They’ve likely been watching you for some time, waiting for your awakening. Tonight, when your wolf surfaced, it was like sending a beacon into the night.”“A beacon,” I repeated, my stomach twisting. “You mean they’re going to keep com
The forest was darker, quieter. The air was thick with tension as we moved deeper into the woods. Every step I took, I felt like something was watching us, lurking just beyond the trees.Kael led the way, his steps sure and confident. I, on the other hand, was still shaky. My heart hadn’t stopped pounding since the fight. It wasn’t just the adrenaline. It was the fear, the realization that there was no going back. My life had changed in an instant, and now, I was being dragged into a world I didn’t understand.“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice rough.“To the pack,” Kael replied without looking back.The pack. My heart skipped a beat.I wasn’t sure what that even meant. I had heard stories, of course everyone had. Werewolf packs, secretive and dangerous, living under the radar of human society. But those were just stories. I never thought I’d be caught up in one.“How much further?” I asked, hoping he’d say we were almost there.“We’re close,” he said, his voice steady but with a
The cold stone walls of my chamber bore witness to the ambitions that burned in my soul. The flickering torches cast shadows across maps and plans spread over the wooden table before me. For years, I had hunted her. The Lunar Alpha. The embodiment of power that could either solidify my place at the top—or destroy me.It wasn’t just the stories of her abilities or the legends of her bloodline that drove me. No, it was the threat she posed to everything I had built.A sharp knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Enter," I barked, my voice echoing in the room.One of my scouts stepped in, his face pale and his clothes caked with blood and dirt. "My lord," he stammered, lowering his head. "We’ve confirmed it. She’s awakened."I leaned forward, gripping the edge of the table. My heart quickened, though I kept my expression calm. "And the men I sent? The hunters? Where are they?"The scout hesitated, his silence speaking louder than words."Speak!" My tone cut through the air like a bl
The pack let out a collective howl, their voices rising to meet the full moon. The sound echoed through the forest, a powerful anthem of unity, strength, and belonging. I joined in without thinking, a deep, primal sound rumbling from my chest. It was exhilarating—freeing. For the first time, I didn’t feel alone.Kael’s gaze lingered on me, a mixture of pride and something I couldn’t quite place. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice brushing against my mind, not my ears. I flinched at the sensation, my mind linked but the words calmed me in a way I hadn’t expected.Luca stepped forward, his towering wolf form commanding attention. “Your first run as a wolf is significant. It will define your connection to the pack and the land. Are you ready to join us?”I hesitated. The forest seemed darker now, the shadows more alive. The human part of me wanted to ask a hundred questions, but the wolf inside was already stirring, eager to chase, to run, to hunt.I nodded, my wolf ins
I had no idea what that meant, but before I could ask any more questions, we arrived at a large clearing. A massive cabin stood in the center, surrounded by other smaller structures. Wolves were scattered around the area, their eyes glowing in the moonlight.“This is where it all begins,” Luca said, his voice low.I stepped forward, taking in the sight of the pack. There was power here—raw and untamed. It was nothing like anything I had ever experienced.Luca turned to me, his expression serious. “This is your new home now. You’ll need to learn quickly. The full moon waits for no one.”The minutes felt like hours as I sat there in the cabin, the air thick with anticipation and uncertainty. The shadows in the room seemed to stretch longer with each passing second, and I could feel my nerves tightening like a noose around my chest. My mind raced, trying to make sense of everything. Werewolves. Shifting. The pack. Kael. Luca.And the full moon.I wanted to scream, to ask a thousand quest
The forest was darker, quieter. The air was thick with tension as we moved deeper into the woods. Every step I took, I felt like something was watching us, lurking just beyond the trees.Kael led the way, his steps sure and confident. I, on the other hand, was still shaky. My heart hadn’t stopped pounding since the fight. It wasn’t just the adrenaline. It was the fear, the realization that there was no going back. My life had changed in an instant, and now, I was being dragged into a world I didn’t understand.“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice rough.“To the pack,” Kael replied without looking back.The pack. My heart skipped a beat.I wasn’t sure what that even meant. I had heard stories, of course everyone had. Werewolf packs, secretive and dangerous, living under the radar of human society. But those were just stories. I never thought I’d be caught up in one.“How much further?” I asked, hoping he’d say we were almost there.“We’re close,” he said, his voice steady but with a
Kael slowed his pace once we reached the clearing, his eyes darting around like he was expecting another attack. The moonlight brightened his features, revealing fresh scratches across his face and arms. Despite the injuries, his focus remained sharp.I, on the other hand, felt like my body was about to give out. My legs trembled, my breath was ragged, and my claws still unfamiliar and terrifying itched with an unnatural energy.“Do they always come after you like that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.“Not me. You,” Kael corrected, turning to face me.I flinched at his bluntness. “Why? I didn’t even know… whatever this is about myself until tonight. How could they know more about me than I do?”Kael’s gaze softened, just a little. “Hunters can sense power. They’ve likely been watching you for some time, waiting for your awakening. Tonight, when your wolf surfaced, it was like sending a beacon into the night.”“A beacon,” I repeated, my stomach twisting. “You mean they’re going to keep com
Kael didn’t waste a second after I took his hand. He pulled me to my feet, his grip firm but not harsh, and we started running again. The forest seemed darker now, the air thick with tension. I stumbled, still disoriented by what had just happened, but Kael kept me moving.“Don’t stop,” he said, his voice sharp. “We’re not out of this yet.”“What’s happening to me?” I asked, my voice shaking. My claws—the claws that were somehow mine—gleamed in the moonlight as we ran. “Why do I look like this?”Kael glanced back at me, his expression unreadable. “You’re changing. Your wolf is awakening.”“My wolf?” I echoed, my mind spinning.“There’s no time to explain.” He yanked me to the side just as a shadow darted past us, narrowly missing my shoulder. A low growl followed, and I saw another set of glowing eyes watching us from the trees.Kael growled back, a sound so feral it made my stomach drop.“Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice a low rumble.“No,” I snapped, surprising even myself. “I
I squinted, trying to make out the figure stepping through the trees. He moved with the kind of grace you’d expect from a predator, tall and broad-shouldered, his silver eyes glowing faintly in the dark.He stopped a few feet away, his gaze locking on mine.“You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his voice low and steady.“I… I wasn’t trying to…” My words trailed off as I struggled to make sense of what was happening.The man’s expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes—something familiar, like I should know him.“Who are you?” I managed to ask.He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, like he was deciding whether or not to tell me.“My name is Kael,” he said finally. “And you’re not safe here.”“I’m not safe?” I repeated, my voice rising slightly. “What does that even mean?”Kael stepped closer, his movements so smooth they barely made a sound. “It means you need to leave. Now.”The heat in my chest flared again, and I stumbled back, my breath
There’s something about the smell of old books that I’ve always loved. It’s comforting like a hug you can breathe in. Tonight, I needed that comfort more than ever. The library was quiet, just the way I liked it, with only the sound of my footsteps echoing in the aisles.I ran my fingers along the spines of the books, stopping now and then to read a title. Some of them looked like they hadn’t been touched in years, their covers faded and dusty. That was fine by me. Books didn’t judge or expect things from you. They just… existed.The clock on the wall chimed softly. Almost closing time. I glanced out the tall windows, the moonlight pouring in like silver. Beyond the glass, the woods surrounding Black Hollow stretched endlessly, their dark shapes swaying in the breeze. They were beautiful but eerie, the kind of place you’d hear about in ghost stories.I shouldn’t have stared at the woods for so long.“Elara, you don’t get paid to stare at nothing,” Mrs. Hawthorne’s voice rang out, shar