Moonlit Whispers

aces?" Tara's voice echoed sharply in m

rs fumbling with the clasp of my necklace

ing to form a dense canopy overhead. The town was named after the mythical creatu

tuition always on point. She had been my best friend si

.. starting fresh. You know t

es searching mine. "It

er. The truth was, I did want to forget the betrayal, his affair. But there

ors about this place, about the people... or rat

"Werewolves? Really, Tara? I thought w

eerie howl echoed through the Hollow, sending chills do

pened it. The entries were from centuries ago, speaking of our ancestors, th

thoughts. Standing there was a striking man with piercin

lied, "How do y

int. "Let's just say, the wol

y fresh start seemed

ting for me?" I stammered, m

in the way you think." He ex

ven though he already

ting shadows on his face, "Your family i

at the old journal on the

eren't just ordinary residents here. Th

. relationships with werewolve

ionships. They were leaders, al

ome to terms with the tales of werewolv

ling me this?" I

, Elara. The bond you share with this place, w

body tensed. Without a word, he grabbed my hand, urging me i

ce gold. Another wolf appeared beside it, this one silver, staring direct

silver wolf suddenly shifted

es weren't just legends. And if Zephyr wa

etreated into the woods, leaving Zephyr,

ed with worry. "Elara, you're not safe here. That w

d he come

Some believe that if they possess you, they'll gain co

r, overwhelmed. "T

, Elara. But first, you need to understand your past, and

n Hollow began to unravel, setting the sta

more weighted than the last. "Your family's journ

d," I admitted, glanci

ne that speaks of a union between a human of your lineage and a werewol

ise. "And you beli

bout the balance of power. With the rising tensions, many are looking for a sign

why you were in the woods the day

but not for the reasons you might think. The A

nd anger. "So, I'm just a p

expect to feel... this connection with you.

cautiously. Standing there was Lina, my neighb

spered, her eyes darting to

xiety. "Lina, it's

know, because I saw the golden w

widened in surprise. This was a tw

don't agree with what he

e revelation. "Then it begins," he murmured. "The

uldn't have imagined, and the choices we'd mak

more weighted than the last. "Your family's journ

d," I admitted, glanci

ne that speaks of a union between a human of your lineage and a werewol

ise. "And you beli

bout the balance of power. With the rising tensions, many are looking for a sign

why you were in the woods the day

but not for the reasons you might think. The A

nd anger. "So, I'm just a p

expect to feel... this connection with you.

cautiously. Standing there was Lina, my neighb

spered, her eyes darting to

xiety. "Lina, it's

know, because I saw the golden w

widened in surprise. This was a tw

don't agree with what he

e revelation. "Then it begins," he murmured. "The

uldn't have imagined, and the choices we'd mak

re's more you need to know," she began, her voice trembling. "D

n eyebrow. "Inf

. She's been around for centuries, feeding off the discord between hu

"But why

oodlines. With you under her control, she thinks

a was banished from Lycan Hollo

ep within the Hollow. A gemstone that amplifies her ma

is is too much. I'm just a normal girl

arm. "Elara, you're stronger tha

r, we can protect Lycan Hollow from

guishing the candles. In the darkness, a haunting voic

n the corner. Morgana. Her eyes glinted maliciously as she

d at her, but she vanished, leaving

er eyes. "We need to act fast. Morgan

sed down, we knew one thing for sure: the b

n old, worn-out scroll. It bore the emblem of a wolf intertwined with a cresce

he Sealed Prophecy. It's said to contain the deepest secr

co's room. He's been meeting with Morg

ingers brushed the words, they began to shift and transform, rearranging themselves into a language I could understa

's chosen mingles with t

all, and the pas

urn allies, and love conqu

dawn's first light or

rm. It showed a location within Lycan Hollow, a hidden chamber, with

ting the scroll's illumination. "That chamber

cy, said, "It's real, and we need

amiliar. Me. The other two were silhouettes, their identities obscured.

were at the epicenter of a storm that had been brewing for centuries. And as the weight of destiny loomed over us, a