The blood moon pact

rop that cascaded from the leaves seemed to amplify the heat that lingered between them, a reminder of the kiss they had shared-a kiss that had sparked something neither of them was

fought against the instinct to pull away. "I don't know if I can," she admitted, her voice trembling with uncertainty. The danger of their connection loomed large, a dark cloud of consequences that threatened to swallow them whole. "Why not?" he asked, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine. "What are you afraid of?" "Of losing everything," she confessed, her heart aching with the weight of her responsibilities. "Of losing my family, my pack... you." "Maybe what we have is worth the risk," Lucian said, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her breathless. "You feel it too. This pull between us... it's not just desire. It's something more." Before she could respond, he closed the distance, capturing her chin in his hand, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. The world around them faded, and all that mattered was the heat radiating between their bodies. "Tell me you don't want this," he murmured, his voice husky with longing. Elena's resolve crumbled as she leaned into him, her lips brushing against his in an exploratory kiss. The taste of rain and danger mingled on her tongue, igniting a fire deep within her. She felt alive, every nerve ending tingling as Lucian's hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. The kiss deepened, a dance of passion and desperation as the storm raged on outside. Elena could feel the weight of their choices hanging in the air, but the thrill of rebellion surged through her veins, drowning out the voice of caution. As the