MOONLIT AWAKENING

usand drums have been playing in her mind. As she tried to remember the event of the previous night time, a dense fog seemed to cloud her me

p in agony of pain. It became as though every bone in her body was protesting towards her m

s once delicate skin now had strange markings, almost like tricky tattoos, etched throughout her arms

ifferent— more like paws than human toes. Her heart pounded louder, and she let out a shril

ryptic phrases. Her thoughts swirled with tales of legendary creatures, but she had alway

ll moon. She had heard stories of wolves before, but never she might end up one. Her

y dream. She slapped her face, half anticipating to wake up from the nightmarish hallucination. But whilst the st

tion for the impossible transformation. The image of Aiden's mysterious mask lingered in he

invitation to the masquerade ball was the only tangible evidence of their stumble upon. Her heart ac

ed and stayed indoor. The internet furnished a few solutions, as she stumbled upon myths and legends approximately werewolves. They had been stated

n advance loomed with uncertainty and terror. Lily didn't need to agree with she turned into

her to embrace her newly awakened instincts. Panic surged via her veins, and she wanted to disclaim the inevitable t

s cracked, her muscle tissue contorted, and she let out anguished cries as her shape shifted, taking up t

She tried to combat the animalistic urges, but it became a losing struggle. The ins

t the residence

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unsuspecting hearts of the small town. As the message reached the headquarters of the Lunar Enforcers, ni

Thornwood, a scarred man who lost his family to a powerful werewolf pack lead the team. This tragedy inspired a relentless ven

lusive creature. Rumors of the wolf's existence echoed in the darkness, making them more uneasy. Every

ominously against the moonlight sky the heart of Captain Draven Thornwood, pounded in his chest as he grayed his weapon and led the wa

—nail marks carved into the rotting wood of black leath

ark fur, and the faint scent of iron that only heightened their certainty of the werewolf's presence. As they delved

had returned to the studio, feeling gu