Twilight Beast.

Point o

. "I'm outside the tunnels," my mind raced. The last

lost track of time. It was getting late, and just as we realized it, I heard it-the growl of a twilight beast. My whole body froze. Pri

y thoughts. "Hello?" I sat

open, peeking in. "How

t about Vuk-his plan to keep me here, denying how I felt about

I lied, bi

maybe you'd want to come out. I cou

tside," I said, s

rry. I'll explain everything if

ce, and being locked up alone w

ng me a piece of clothing.

e," she said, lea

n and caught my reflection in the mirror. Bruises fr

eyes met mine as she

." I

d outside. At first, it felt like I was being thrown into something too big for me, walking

n't it?" Rose as

ied simply, una

rld. Children played, laughing and running as their ball skipped across the grass under the moonlight. I couldn't remember

most beautiful girl in their pack. The whole place buzzed with energy, lively and carefree, and all around me was music and dancing. Their voices rose together in song, and feet s

m gently and said, "This is the Red Moon Pack. This is what we do. We're not killers." Her voice was low, but firm

und the scene once more. It was beautiful,

o back inside," Rose offered, tilt

ng myself with how calmly the wo

mans and...?" I hesitated, searching for the right term. Should I say "bea

both humans and shifters," sh

the shifters are out there running right now,

us at night?" I asked, curio

it's easier to shift at night. And it's when our young ones-our pups-can really roam fre

ing the thrill of freedom and the night air rushing past them. I di

rant out there to hu

ught myself hesitating, then finally spoke, "Oh, because we... I mean, t

ding places at night. But we hunt under the mo

her, genuinely puzzled. "I

tand a chance against shifters, so they avoid us." Her voice was edged with something that sounded almost li

ut before I could stop them. "When you

oftening. "They're not your p

ers-innocent, kind, familiar. I saw Princess and Mark in my mind, laughing und

d, almost more to myself tha

ouch. There was a sadness in her eyes that I didn't quite underst

ck, with its singing, laughter, and warmth,