Why the moon roars

. I did not expect her pain to be this extreme. Whoever was chasing after her did immerse harm to her body and, as strong as I am, e

et her scent. Also, this girl had white hair, just exactly as I had seen in the vision, but Evara's hair flowed like a curtain of night, a velvety veil that framed her face with an aura of timeless eleg

haunting mirror image that both captivated and unnerved me. But for what purpose? Why would fate pla

nse of frustration and despair. What was the point of all this? Was I de

ps this girl was not simply a cruel reminder of my past, but a beacon of hope for the future. Perhaps she was the key to

ing from the healing process, I knew that I had to find the courage to face it. Because if there was one thing I had learne

is no

e of my life back, I want my parents ba

o me? Striping me naked and t

reatened to consume me whole. I felt like a volcano on the verge of

k what I had lost, nor would it change the course of events that had led me to this point. I needed to fi

ning room, another extension of my dark chamber. There, in the cold light of morning, I wo

despair, but by taking action and finding a way to honor the memory of those I had lost. A

my wolf wanted to heal, but I didn't. I wanted to suffer, healin

wolf, guided by instinct and survival, wanted to move past the pain and reclaim our strength. But I, the huma

the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes. I've held them in for too long. Each

ss and move forward. It was a battle I was not sure if I could win, but I knew that I had to try. Because to

our people could. Now three are dead. The only one left was my best f

that threatened to consume me. I needed answers, and I needed them fast. For all I knew,

, the inexplicable sense of familiarity that tugged at the edges of my consciousness. It wa

answers I so desperately needed. Whether she was friend or foe, I would discover the truth. Because, i

wolves, a pack of rebels who had grown dissatisfied with my father's leadership and decided to take matters in

ived word of the attack, I raced back home, but it was too late. My parents were gone, and

denly been thrust upon me. But with the help of my Beta, Stephen, and the unwavering loyalty of my pack, I slowly learned to step into the ro

entless drive to hunt down those who had taken everything from me. I knew that it was not just my

ves, scouring the countryside for any sign of their whereabouts. It was a long a

f wolves had been spotted in the forests to the north, and inte

set off into the wilderness, ready to face our en

as pups. I had always had a thing for her and I knew she like

ring the forest, chasing rabbits and splashing in the river. And as we grew older, our bo

her how I felt. With a pounding heart and trembling hands, I confes

ond with a tender kiss beneath the stars. From that m

a bit unexpected, though. We were having a small gathering at my parents' house, and as th

ble pull towards her. It was like a magnetic force, drawing me in. When I looked in

ch other tightly and just basked in the moment. It was such an amazing feeling to know that the

ck, and for a time, everything was perfect. We were young, i

, my grief, my hopelessness and yet, she remained steadfast in her love for me. When I doubted my

together with her love and patience. She never gave

my rock, my anchor in the storm. Without her, I would

ruly love and be loved, and for

challenge me. It twists and winds from temple to jawline, a grim reminder of the creature's ferocity. Each jagged line tells a story of survival again

iful," she would say, looking up at me with those piercing blue eyes. "It shows your strengt

s, uncomfortable with the pra

ch more than that. It's a part of you, a testament to w

f my strength, my courage, and my ability to overcome even the greatest of challenges. Although I never opened it for others to see, it'll scare the living daylights ou

gic outcome. My Luna, the light of my pack, was ruthlessly taken from

kinds of beings to allow harmony reign, and we can learn from each other. Despite my efforts to coexist peacefully, tensions reached a boil

s caught in the crossfire, with their specially crafted arrows designed to pierce her flesh and poison her blood were targeted at her and ended her. Her light w

l, a stark reminder of the dangers we face in

spise humans. Their gree

ding quest to find those

ith her face, brought back