As Catherine stumbled through the dense forest, her thoughts consumed by the sting of rejection, she nearly missed the soft rustle of leaves nearby. Her heart raced as she turned, her eyes catching sight of a figure emerging from the shadows.
A tall and striking figure with an air of quiet confidence, stepped into view. His eyes, a deep shade of blue, held a mixture of curiosity and concern. He had been wandering the forest, seeking solace in its tranquility, when he heard the faint sounds of distress. “Are you alright?” the man said his voice calm and gentle, a stark contrast to the turmoil Catherine was feeling. Catherine looked up at him, her vision blurred by tears. “I— I didn’t mean to intrude,” she stammered, her voice trembling. The Man took a step closer, his gaze softening. “You’re not intruding. It’s not often I come across someone so distressed in these woods." By the way I'm Luca. " I'm Catherine", she responded with a soft voice. "get up", Luca said. He helped her up. "thank you" , Catherine said. "so where are you headed" , she continued. "somewhere, want to come"?, Luca asked. Catherine noded her head as she felt to weak to talk anymore, after which they began walking. As they walked together, Luca made an effort to keep the conversation light, asking about her favorite places in the forest and sharing stories of his own travels. His easy demeanor and genuine interest slowly began to ease Catherine’s anxiety. “So,” Luca said after a while, glancing at her with a thoughtful expression. “What happened at the festival?” Catherine sighed, the weight of her experience pressing down on her. “I thought I had found my mate, but… he rejected me. In front of everyone.” Luca’s expression softened with empathy. “I’m sorry to hear that. It must have been very painful.” “It was,” Catherine admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I felt something, but I guess it wasn’t enough.” Luca nodded, as if deep in thought. “The bond between mates can be complex. Sometimes, what we feel isn’t always reciprocated, or it’s not clear what the other person feels. It doesn’t mean you’re unworthy. It just means that there’s more to your journey.” Catherine looked at him, surprised by his insight. “You seem to understand a lot about this.” Luca shrugged, a faint smile on his lips. “Let’s just say I’ve had my own share of experiences. Everyone’s journey is different, and sometimes we need to find our own way before we can truly understand what we’re looking for.” The forest began to lighten with the first hints of dawn, casting a gentle glow over the trees. Catherine noticed the transformation and realized how far they had wandered. The pain she had felt earlier seemed to recede in the face of this quiet, new day. “Thank you for being here,” Catherine said softly. “I don’t think I would have made it through the night without someone to talk to.” Luca gave her a reassuring smile. “No need to thank me. Sometimes we all need a friend, even if it’s just for a while.” They continued walking in companionable silence, the tension from the previous night slowly dissolving. Catherine felt a sense of calm she hadn’t known since the festival. Luca’s presence was grounding, and his understanding was a balm to her wounded spirit. “Where are you headed?” Catherine asked after a while, breaking the silence. “I don’t want to intrude on your journey.” Luca shook his head. “You’re not intruding at all. I’m just traveling. My path doesn’t have a set destination. I find that sometimes the best way to discover where you’re meant to go is to keep moving and see where the road takes you.” Catherine nodded, taking comfort in his words. “I guess I’m not sure where I’m going either. I just knew I had to leave. I need to figure things out for myself.” Luca’s gaze was thoughtful. “That’s often the best way. It’s when we’re on our own that we learn the most about ourselves and what we truly need.” As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, Catherine felt a renewed sense of purpose. The night had been long and fraught with pain, but it had also brought her this unexpected encounter with Luca, whose kindness and wisdom were helping her to see beyond her immediate heartbreak. They walked for a while longer, the forest gradually giving way to a clearing that revealed a small, tranquil pond. The surface of the water was calm and reflective, and the scene was a stark contrast to the emotional storm Catherine had weathered. “Let’s take a break here,” Luca suggested, gesturing to a grassy spot by the pond. “It’s a peaceful place, and I think it’s a good spot for us to rest for a moment.” Catherine agreed, and they settled onto the grass, watching the ripples on the pond’s surface. The stillness of the morning was soothing, and Catherine found herself relaxing for the first time since the festival. “I’ve been thinking,” Luca said, breaking the silence. “Sometimes the most unexpected encounters lead us to the most important revelations. Meeting you tonight has been one of those moments for me.” Catherine looked at him, curious. “What do you mean?” Luca’s expression was earnest. “In a way, your story has reminded me of the importance of being open to new experiences and connections. Even when things seem difficult or uncertain, there’s always a chance for growth and change.” Catherine considered his words, finding solace in their truth. “I think you’re right. Even though I feel like everything is falling apart, maybe it’s a chance for me to find out who I really am and what I truly want.” Luca nodded. “Exactly. It’s a chance to start fresh, to redefine your path and your purpose. And sometimes, when we least expect it, we find something—or someone—that helps us on that journey.” They sat in companionable silence, both reflecting on the night’s events and the new day ahead. Catherine felt a sense of peace she hadn’t experienced since the rejection. With Luca’s support, she was beginning to see that this painful experience was not an end, but rather a beginning—a chance to explore her own potential and find her true self. The sun continued to rise, casting a golden light over the clearing. Catherine knew that while her journey was far from over, she had taken the first step toward healing and self-discovery. With Luca by her side, she felt a renewed sense of hope and determination. As they prepared to continue their journey, Catherine glanced at Luca with a grateful smile. “Thank you, Luca. For everything.” Luca returned her smile with warmth. “You’re welcome, Catherine. Remember, the road ahead may be uncertain, but you’re not alone. Sometimes, the best paths are the ones we discover together.” With that, they stood up and began walking again, side by side, ready to face whatever lay ahead with newfound strength and hope.As they walked together, Luca made an effort to keep the conversation light, asking about her favorite places in the forest and sharing stories of his own travels. His easy demeanor and genuine interest slowly began to ease Catherine’s anxiety.“So,” Luca said after a while, glancing at her with a thoughtful expression. “What happened at the festival?”Catherine sighed, the weight of her experience pressing down on her. “I thought I had found my mate, but… he rejected me. In front of everyone.”Luca’s expression softened with empathy. “I’m sorry to hear that. It must have been very painful.”“It was,” Catherine admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I felt something, but I guess it wasn’t enough.”Luca nodded, as if deep in thought. “The bond between mates can be complex. Sometimes, what we feel isn’t always reciprocated, or it’s not clear what the other person feels. It doesn’t mean you’re unworthy. It just means that there’s more to your journey.”Catherine looked at him, surp
Unaware of the danger that had befallen her, Catherine kept screaming, "Luca! Luca!" Her voice cracked as she called out persistently, her heart racing with desperation. The woods seemed too silent, too vast, and the thick trees felt as though they were closing in on her. She strained to listen for any sound that might signal Luca's presence, but all she heard was the faint rustle of leaves in the wind and the occasional crack of a twig underfoot.Where was he?Seeing the jaguar lunging toward Catherine, Luca’s body tensed. He couldn’t afford to waste another second. The beast’s eyes glowed with feral hunger, and in that moment, Luca knew there was no time to lose. He bolted forward, his muscles stretching to their limit as he chased after the creature, his only thought being to protect her. The jaguar’s sleek form slithered through the brush like a shadow, but Luca was faster.Catherine had her back to the creature, unaware of the mortal threat closing in. She was still searching for
"Catherine, Catherine, Catherine. Ha ha ha! She's such a loser. How could she think that Kieran is her mate?" "No!" Catherine screamed as she woke up, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Her heart raced, and her skin felt clammy. She had just relived the same nightmare—the one replaying that awful night she was supposed to find her mate. A night she never wanted to remember, yet it haunted her dreams relentlessly. She sat up, wiping the sweat from her forehead. She couldn’t fall back asleep. The fear of being dragged into another nightmare kept her wide awake. Tossing and turning in her sleeping bag, Catherine’s mind raced. After a while, she realized something was wrong. Luca wasn’t in the tent. Her heart pounded faster as anxiety bubbled in her chest. *Where could he have gone?* she wondered, scanning the tent as if expecting to see him hidden in the shadows. Unable to ignore the growing sense of unease, she crawled out of the tent. Her eyes adjusted to the soft glow of th
"Okay, I understand," Catherine said."Get ready. Shifting from human to wolf is quite painful, and that's what stops many from being able to shift," Luca warned."I'm ready. Even if it costs me my life, I'll do it.""Okay," Luca replied. "But for now, we need to arrange everything and continue our journey."As the sun began to rise, its golden rays filled the woods with beauty. The night had long gone, and for Catherine, this felt like a new beginning. Finally, she would become something more. Her pack always looked down on her because she couldn't shift, gossiping behind her back. But today, everything would change. Today marked the start of her training.They both stood up, packing their belongings and cleaning up the mess from the night before."So, Luca, how far is it to your father's hut?" Catherine asked, breaking the silence."Not too far from here. But before we get there, you'll have made significant progress in your training.""Another question," Catherine shot back. "Don’
“Well, your wolf is locked,” Luca said, his voice calm but firm, as if he was revealing a truth that she wasn’t yet prepared to accept.“Whoa…” Catherine gasped, her heart skipping a beat. Her face flushed with surprise as the weight of Luca’s words settled in. This wasn’t what she had expected to hear. Not today, not ever. She blinked, trying to clear her thoughts, but the panic bubbling inside her only grew stronger. “How do you know that?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly, betraying the anxiety that was creeping up on her.Luca didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stared at her, a small, almost cryptic smile playing at the corners of his lips. “You really have a lot to learn,” he said, his tone soft yet tinged with something else—mystery, perhaps. “By the way, I won’t tell you how I know. Not yet. But you need to understand something important.” Catherine’s breath caught in her throat as she listened, her heart pounding harder with each word. “When you see your wolf,” Lu
The Moonrise Festival was supposed to be a night of celebration. The entire pack had gathered in the clearing, where the soft glow of the full moon bathed everything in a silvery light. Bonfires crackled and danced, sending sparks up into the star-studded sky. Laughter and music filled the air, blending with the distant howls of wolves. Catherine stood at the edge of the gathering, her heart pounding. Tonight was the night she had dreamed of her entire life — the night she would find her mate. Anticipation thrummed through her veins. Her hands trembled as she smoothed down her simple blue dress, made especially by her mother for this occasion. For years, she had lingered on the periphery of the pack, unnoticed and unremarkable. But tonight, everything was supposed to change. Her eyes scanned the crowd, searching for any sign of him — her mate. She didn’t know who he was, but the moment their eyes met, she would feel it. The bond would pull them together, as her mother had always