Beneath The Silver Moon

the forest, his strides long and purposeful, as though he knew exactly where he was going. The air felt heavier, charged with an energy Kiera co

the path ahead. Kiera wanted to ask him a thousand questions, but she couldn't form the words. It wasn't just fear that silenced her. It was

y over her shoulder. The forest felt alive in a way she had never experienced before.

as intense, his jaw clenched. "We need to get to the

creatures out of a nightmare, and now Finn was talking about a cabin like it would somehow protect them. She was deep in t

ked, her voice barely above a whisp

ker of something like compassion in his eyes. "For now. But the pa

p saying that, but I don't understand. I'm just...

w. "You might not believe it, but it's the truth. Your father tried to keep you

ed to them, that her very blood was tied to this nightmare. She tried to force the fear aside, to focus on the t

this time. A chilling sound that seemed to rev

arm tightened, and he began pulling her forward

train of the relentless pace Finn set. She was grateful for his hand on her arm, guiding her, but there was a strange pull in her c

ak free from Finn's grip. He was the only guide she had in this ma

weathered cabin, its wooden walls moss-covered and darkened by years of neglect. The roof sagged in places, and t

earing as if checking for signs of danger. Then, he reached for the door handle and pushed it ope

scent of old wood and dust, but there was a strange comfort in the solitude of the place. Her heart was still poun

to face her, his expression unreadable. "You're safe for now. B

her voice steady. "What happens if th

his words. "They don't want you, Kiera. They want what you

"Power? I'm just a normal girl. I don't hav

he last of the Guardians. Your father hid it from you, but it's th

ra's stomach. "A Guardian?

s face, casting deep shadows across his features. "The Guardians were a line of protectors, chosen long ago to guard the wolves a

reeling. "You're telling me I'm

nce human, but the curse of the wolf runs through their blood now. They have a power-strength, speed, immo

interrupted. "Who

er. They want to destroy what the pack represents-an ancient legacy. The pack doesn't just need protection from t

uardians. Werewolves. Hunters. It was too much-too much to take

s," she whispered. "I

are. You're a part of something much bigger than yourself, Kiera. And

ir glowing yellow eyes, their towering forms. The leader'

rld of shadows and danger, an

oser, almost on top of them. Finn stoo

t skipped a

for you, Kiera. You have to decide now-are you going t

f her own breathing. She couldn't run anymore. She couldn't escape wha