Moonfall

swirling storm. Her art studio, nestled in the heart of Seattle's Capitol Hill, was her sanct

name for herself in the competitive art scene. Her passion project, "Moonlit Dreams," was

chel, sauntered in, carrying a tray of steaming coffe

reak from her art. "You

i's latest piece. "This one's incredible. Yo

ide. "Thanks, Rach. I'm trying to c

from art to music to their shared love of true crime podc

rt-time job at a local gallery barely covered her rent, and her parents' expectatio

glow over the city, Lexi made a silent vow to herself: she wou

ment preparing, from finalizing the artwork to promoting the event on social media. Ra

It started as a tingling sensation in her fingers, spreading to her arms and legs. She tried to b

nease. "Hey, you okay?

n. "I just feel... strange. Like my

Maybe you're just stressed about the sh

break, stepping outside into the crisp Seattle air. The city l

ld smell the sweet scent of blooming flowers, the salty tang of th

er temples. She felt like she was being pul

l, broad-shouldered, and imposing, with piercing

the spot. The stranger approached her, its gaze locked on hers, and s

demanded, trying to

and and brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Lex

anished into thin air. Lexi stumbled back to her

le. "Lexi, what's wrong? You l

tumbled out in a jumbled mess. Rachel

ng with an otherworldly energy. She knew she was on the cusp of s

moment. She'd find herself in rooms with no memory of how she got there, and he

isn't like you." But Lexi knew it was more than just exhaustion or stress. She

t her body contort, her senses heighten, and her mind exp

n covered in soft fur, and fingers ending in razor-sharp claws.

usness shattered by the revelation. When she a

o you?" Rachel asked, tea

"I... I don't know. But I thin

earned to control her shifts, but the power coursing through

to be a fellow werewolf. He offered guidance, teaching Lexi to harnes

edge and enthusiasm. Together, the trio delved into the mysteries of their kin

turies-old conflict between rival packs and ancient enemies. Her art, o

ction to the wild deepening. She knew she'd never be able to go back

dio, once a sanctuary, now felt like a relic of a past life. She struggled to create,

through her veins was unpredictable. She'd find herself in the midst of

agendas and motivations. The trio knew they had to be careful, as the wrong

m the enigmatic leader of the Lunar Pack, Alexander Grey. The message was simple:

t, their senses on high alert. The Lunar Pack await

commanding attention. "So, you're the ones who've been

her chest. "We mean no harm. We're just

r place? You're werewolves, my dear. Your place

far from pure. He sought to exploit their unique abilities fo

them surrounded. In a flash of inspiration, Lexi remember

ving with a life of their own. Colors exploded around her, a ka

the night like ghosts. They knew they'd have to be more careful in the

turned to her companions. "We can't keep runnin

etermination. "I've got a f

"We'll need allies, and a solid understanding of the

heart of darkness and back again. They knew the journey would be fraught with dang

d on the edge of a new adventu