THE HOWLING LEGACY

ng her, following her, waiting for the right moment to strike. As the days passed, her unease grew, and she began to feel like a prisoner in her own home. She avoided going out at night,

e of fear and longing, and she knew that her life would change forever .There was another knock, and she heard a soft voice call out, "Fiesta, are you there?" It was a familiar voice, the voice that startled thoughts. She considered pretending she wasn't home, but something in her told her she had to face this head-on. She walked slowly to the door and peered through the peephole. On her doorstep stood Luna, who came to check on Fiesta. Luna looked at Fiesta with concern, sensing the panic in her voice. "Who was it?" she asked. "A man," Fiesta replied, her voice trembling. "He knocked on the door and called my name. Before I could even respond, he was already in, and the door wasn't even opened. " He was tall and broad shouldered with dark hair and piercing black eyes. I used to dream about him. Luna's eyes widened. "Are you sure you're okay? Maybe you were just imagining things." But Fiesta shook her head. "No, it was real. I know it was." She felt the tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm scared, Lu

am sorry, my son, but this can not be allowed. Our laws dictate that a human can not be mated to a werewolf. It would be a disgrace to our kind." The Alpha's eyes flashed with anger. "She is my mate, and she will be my mate, no matter what the law says. I will not dishonor her by choosing another." The Elder's expression hardened. "I am sorry, my son, but I must insist. She can not be your mate."The Alpha's rival, a ruthless werewolf named Zane, spoke up, his voice silky smooth. "I think we should give the human a chance. If she is the one our Alpha has chosen, who are we to question his judgment?" The cro