Moonlit Rebirth: A Werewolf Love Story

g the small city of Cedarbrook. Shafts of light penetrated the thick canopy, painting dappled

ed like a ghost, her footsteps nearly inaudible at the moss-protected ground. Her long auburn hair flowed freely, framing her faded face an

bbling brooks, a place where she could escape the memory of that fateful night. She was living in Cedarbrook for almost a year, an

arious quiet sounds of nature. The calming heady scent of the woodland, the ge

petals, and a sense of tranquility washed over her. These moments in the woodland had bee

ent time might

t uncommon to listen the occasional howl in Cedarbrook; it become nestled in a place acknowledged for its wild,

se woods, stories passed down thru generations. They said that supernatural beings lived inside the forest, and as her palms g

o make her way again to the city, but a rustling in the underbrush stopped her in her track

that second, the woodland regarded to hold its breath, awaiting something to occ

is look changed into disheveled, and his apparel, a torn and tattered mess, bore witness

voice slightly above a whis

wever from the shock of encountering another individual in this farawa

ame is Lucas Blackwood, I need your h

ru her, Grace sensed a vulnerability underneath the floor. She realized he w

her eyes darting to the approaching sounds of the frenzi

, they're coming for me, and they won

. But her compassionate nature gained out, and she or he beckoned for Lucas to follow her.

ce led him to a hidden cave, concealed in the back of thick vines and overgrown brush. It was an

Grace's pulse quickened. She could listen the frenzied snarls and gro

respiratory ragged. "Thank you," he

om his. It became as if a connection had shaped betwee

of the wolves drew nearer, and Grace clung to her wicker basket, taking i

d. Grace and Lucas exchanged a perplexed glance, but it turned i

oice trembling. "I do not know what's takin

ng. "I'll pass," he said softly. "But I'll be back, Grace Turner. Th

leaving Grace by myself inside the cave, her coronary heart racing, and her mind packed wit