chapter

Mara's Pov

Rhys' werewolf form enveloped me in a warm, protective embrace. We ran beneath the full moon, the forest alive with magic.

Our bond strengthened with every step, every heartbeat. As the night wore on, Rhys led me to a lakeside.

The lake reflected the moon's gentle light. Rhys shifted back to his human form, his eyes shining.

"Mara, I love you," he whispered, his voice trembling. I smiled, my heart overflowing.

"I love you too, Rhys." Our lips met, the kiss triggering a spark of passion within us.

The world around us melted away, leaving only us. In the end, we lay entwined, bathed in moonlight.

Talia's malicious words seemed distant, insignificant. Rhys' love and devotion had silenced my doubts.

But as the first light of dawn crept over. A figure watched from the shadows.

I could see the hatred blooming in her eyes and in less than a second she disappeared into the darkness.

Rhys' gaze met mine, his expression bold. "Mara, we'll face whatever comes next, together."

I nodded