Mooncursed : Fated To The Alphas

h. I ran. Branches tore at my arms, roots clawed at my feet, but I didn't stop. My lungs burned, my heart hammered, and still I pushed harder. The forest closed in around me, wild

the world was a blur of shadows and movement. I tried to lift my hand to my head, but something stopped me. Something cold and hard biting into my skin. Bars. Iron. I was in a cage. Fear surged through me, sharp and dizzying. I shifted weakly, trying to sit up, but the movement sent waves of agony through my skull. My vision doubled, then cleared just enough for me to see the clearly. The cage was small, barely large enough for me to curl into. My knees were drawn to my chest, my robe torn and filthy, my hair damp and matted with blood. My breathing was shallow, ragged. And the cage was moving. No, being dragged. The earth trembled with each thud my head colliding with the floor of the cage with each movement, I could swear it was about to split open and maybe my miserable life will once again end. Lifting myself up as much as I could, I turned my head and froze. Two massive animals that looked like wolves, but were much larger than any wolf I had ever seen. They pulled the cage by thick iron chains clenched in their jaws. Their coats gleamed in the moonlight, one dark as midnight, the other silver-shot, their muscles rippling beneath fur. Their eyes glowed faintly, feral but intelligent, like they knew exactly what they were doing. They weren't ordinary wolves. And They weren't from my pack either. I tried to speak, to demand they stop, but all that came out was a broken rasp. My throat burned, my lips cracked. I gripped the bars, fingers shaking. "Where... where are you taking me?" My voice sounded weak, pitiful, lost beneath the steady drag of chains. The wolves didn't answer. They only moved faster, their paws thudding like drums against the forest floor. Fear and confusion tangled inside me. Who were they? Why me? Where was I going? I would have actually loved being eaten by the bear than being in this situation right now. My head throbbed harder, the world tipping sideways again. The iron rattled, the chains groaned, and my body sagged against the bars. I felt like nothing more than cargo, an object. A successful hunt. The bear had chased me, but something else had found me. Something worse. And deep inside, my wolf whispered one word, low and trembling, as if she already knew what awaited us. My eyes grew larger in realization. Lycans. I think I may have fainted