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Chapter 1 - When the Moon Chose

Snow Hollow had always belonged to the wolves.

Long before humans built their cabins and hiking trails along the valley's edge, before the town lights flickered beneath the mountains, the forest had belonged to something older.

Something wilder.

Tonight, the forest was restless.

Ancient pines groaned under the weight of fresh snow while the wind whispered through their branches like a warning. Above it all, the full moon hung enormous in the sky, casting silver light across the frozen wilderness.

Alpha Kael Thorn moved silently through the trees.

His boots barely disturbed the snow, but the world around him roared with sound and scent.

The distant scurry of a rabbit beneath the brush.

The faint musk of deer miles away.

The cold bite of winter air filling his lungs.

And beneath it all...

Blood.

Kael's jaw tightened.

He followed the scent up the ridge, his dark coat blending into the shadows of the forest.

Behind him, heavy footsteps approached.

"Alpha."

Kael didn't turn. He already knew the voice.

Rowan.

His Beta.

Loyal. Fierce. The only wolf Kael trusted to stand beside him in battle.

"What did you find?" Kael asked.

Rowan stepped into the moonlight, his expression grim.

"Another body."

Kael stopped walking.

The words hung between them like frost in the air.

"That makes five," Rowan added quietly.

Five in three weeks.

Too many.

Way too many.

Kael exhaled slowly and continued up the ridge. Rowan followed beside him as the forest opened into a clearing of wind-blasted rock.

Two pack warriors stood near something lying in the snow.

They immediately lowered their heads when Kael approached.

But Kael's attention was fixed on the body.

A wolf shifter.

Or what was left of one.

The corpse had been torn apart so violently that the snow beneath it had turned nearly black.

Deep claw marks carved through bone.

Ribs crushed inward.

The throat ripped open.

Rowan folded his arms.

"Rogue wolf," he said. "Been drifting near the territory border for a few weeks."

Kael crouched beside the body.

His eyes narrowed.

"This wasn't a fight."

The wolf had never stood a chance.

It had been hunted.

And then slaughtered.

Kael leaned closer, inhaling slowly.

The scent twisted through his senses.

Blood.

Decay.

And something ancient.

Something that made the wolf inside him stir uneasily.

Rowan noticed his expression.

"What?" he asked.

Kael rose slowly to his feet.

"This wasn't done by a wolf."

The two warriors exchanged nervous looks.

Rowan frowned.

"What else could do this?"

Kael stared out into the forest.

His wolf growled deep in his chest.

Memories surfaced.

Stories whispered by the elders when he was young.

Creatures born before the pack system.

Before the laws of the Moon Goddess.

Creatures that couldn't shift back into human form.

Creatures that never stopped hunting.

"A Lycan," Kael said.

The word seemed to freeze the air itself.

Rowan scoffed.

"That's impossible."

Kael's gaze darkened.

"Is it?"

Lycans had supposedly been wiped out centuries ago during the Blood Purge, a brutal war between wolves and their monstrous ancestors.

But something about the killings felt familiar.

Too familiar.

Rowan ran a hand through his dark hair.

"If a Lycan really is out there…"

Kael finished the thought.

"It's hunting."

The wind howled across the ridge.

Below them, the distant lights of Snow Hollow town flickered like stars fallen to earth.

Humans lived there.

Hundreds of them.

Unaware that monsters walked the forest beyond their homes.

Rowan shifted uneasily.

"If it reaches the town…"

"It won't," Kael said firmly.

But even as he spoke, something strange happened.

The wind changed direction.

And with it came a scent.

Soft.

Warm.

Alive.

Kael froze.

His wolf went utterly still.

Then it spoke one word inside his mind.

Mate.

Kael's heart slammed.

No.

That was impossible.

Alphas rarely had mates.

The Moon Goddess often denied them that bond to keep their focus on the pack.

And even when it happened…

It was always another wolf.

Never—

Kael inhaled again.

The scent was unmistakable.

Human.

But the mate bond pulsed stronger with every breath.

Rowan noticed the sudden tension in Kael's body.

"What is it?" he asked.

Kael stared down toward the narrow hiking trail that wound through the forest below.

The scent was coming from there.

And it was getting stronger.

Rowan's eyes widened.

"Oh."

He felt it too.

"You've got to be kidding me," Rowan muttered.

Kael didn't answer.

His wolf was already moving.

Pulling him toward the trail.

Toward her.

"Stay here," Kael ordered.

Then he moved down the ridge.

The forest thinned near the human trail.

Moonlight spilled through the trees like silver fire.

And there...

She stood alone.

The woman looked completely unaware of the danger surrounding her.

Long golden hair flowed over her shoulders, shimmering beneath the moonlight. A pale coat wrapped around her slender frame as she stared up at the sky, her breath fogging in the cold air.

Kael stopped in the shadows.

His wolf surged forward violently.

Mate.

The bond hit him like lightning.

Possessive.

Primal.

Terrifying.

Kael clenched his fists.

This shouldn't be happening.

Humans could not be mates to wolves.

The laws of nature forbade it.

Yet every instinct in his body screamed otherwise.

The woman suddenly shivered.

Then she turned.

Her blue eyes locked onto Kael.

Surprise flashed across her face.

"Oh..."

She pressed a hand to her chest.

"You scared me."

Her voice was soft.

Warm.

And Kael's wolf reacted like a starving predator.

Mate.

Kael stepped out of the shadows slowly.

"You shouldn't be here," he said.

The woman frowned slightly.

"Why?"

Her voice held curiosity, not fear.

That alone was unusual.

Most humans sensed danger around wolves, even in human form.

But she looked… calm.

Almost as if she trusted him instinctively.

"I come here sometimes," she continued. "The forest helps me think."

Kael studied her carefully.

Something about her felt… wrong.

Not dangerous.

Just strange.

The mate bond pulsed again.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Elara."

The name echoed through him like prophecy.

"Elara," he repeated quietly.

She tilted her head.

"And you are?"

"Kael."

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The wind shifted again.

And then...

The scent hit him.

Rotting blood.

Predator.

Kael's head snapped toward the trees.

His wolf roared.

Danger.

Elara noticed his sudden tension.

"What's wrong?"

Kael stepped closer to her.

"You need to leave."

Her brow furrowed.

"Why?"

Then the forest growled.

A deep, bone-rattling sound rolled through the trees.

Elara's eyes widened.

"What was that?"

Kael's voice dropped to a deadly whisper.

"Run."

The trees exploded.

Something massive burst from the darkness.

It landed in the snow with enough force to shake the ground.

Elara gasped.

The creature stood nearly eight feet tall.

Muscles twisted beneath thick, matted fur.

Its jaws were filled with rows of jagged teeth.

Eyes burned with unnatural yellow light.

A Lycan.

But something about it was wrong.

Its gaze wasn't fixed on Kael.

It was staring at Elara.

Like it had been searching for her.

A slow, horrifying smile spread across the monster's face.

"Elara…" it growled.

Her blood ran cold.

"How does it know my name?"

Kael's wolf exploded with rage.

The Lycan lunged.

Kael shifted mid-air.

Bones cracked.

Muscles tore.

Fur burst from his skin as the Alpha wolf slammed into the monster.

Claws collided.

Fangs snapped.

The two beasts crashed through the snow in a violent blur.

Elara stumbled backward in shock.

Her mind struggled to process what she was seeing.

Kael...

He had turned into a wolf.

A massive black wolf with burning gold eyes.

But before fear could fully take hold...

Something else happened.

A strange warmth spread through her chest.

The moonlight around her brightened.

The Lycan suddenly recoiled.

It stared at her in confusion.

"No…" it growled.

Then fear appeared in its monstrous eyes.

"The Blood Moon…"

Elara's heart pounded.

"What does that mean?"

But no one answered.

Because the Lycan suddenly fled into the forest.

Leaving Kael standing there in his massive wolf form.

Staring at her.

Not with fear.

Not with anger.

But with the same shocking realization now echoing through both of them.

This was no ordinary mate bond.

Something far bigger had just awakened.

And Snow Hollow would never be the same again.

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