Beneath the Silver Moon
High school is hard. Being an outcast omega werewolf? Even harder.
Evelyn “Evie” Hart has spent her life on the outskirts—first of her pack, now in a new town—hiding the secret she can’t seem to unlock: her wolf. But Silver Ridge High isn’t your typical high school, and neither is the nearby forest that seems to pull at her every step.
Then there’s Caleb Blackwood—the brooding, magnetic future alpha of the Silver Moon pack. Their connection is instant, undeniable, and complicated. While the mate bond tugs at them, Caleb’s walls and the pack’s politics make getting close impossible… especially with Lydia, a scheming prospective Luna, determined to make Evie fail.
Caught between desire, danger, and a destiny she doesn’t fully understand, Evie must navigate pack hierarchy, high school drama, and the thrilling but unpredictable awakening of her powers.
In a world where loyalty is tested, love is forbidden, and wolves are far more than just legends, Evie will discover that true strength comes from embracing who she is—even if it means defying the pack, her mate, and everything she thought she knew about herself.
Basahin
Chapter: THE WEIGHT OF THE CROWNSDawn doesn’t sneak in quietly. It rips across the sky, bruised gray and silver, like the morning itself got dragged here kicking and screaming. The whole forest buzzes with nerves—wolves moving too soft, guards standing out in the open, whispers sliding through the branches like smoke.Everyone’s awake. Even the fear.I stand at the Alpha house window, watching fog twist along the ground. My reflection stares back—pale, hollow-eyed, a thread of silver curling under my skin like something alive, waiting.Behind me, I feel Caleb before I hear him. That steady pull, anchoring me, slowing my racing thoughts just by being close.“You didn’t sleep,” he says, voice low.“Neither did you.”He doesn’t argue. He steps up behind me, careful, like I’ll break if he’s too fast. His hands hover at my waist, not quite touching.“Council meets in an hour,” he says. “Rowan’s called everyone. Even the outliers.”My stomach twists. “It’s that bad?”He nods. “Lydia’s been busy.”I turn. “They want to take
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-15
Chapter: TEETH BENEATH THE SMILEThe night doesn’t settle after they take the body away—it just lingers, stretched thin and trembling, as if the whole forest is bracing for something worse. Every step Caleb and I take toward the Alpha house feels like moving through a world that’s holding its breath, and I can feel that tension crawling under my skin, sharp and restless. The shadows are thicker than they should be, every rustle in the underbrush makes my nerves jolt, and even the air feels charged, as if the trees themselves are listening for the next disaster. The silver markings on my arms have faded beneath my sleeves, almost invisible, but the strange, wild power beneath my skin won’t let me forget itself—it’s awake now, humming just under the surface, wide-eyed and alert.Caleb’s grip on my hand is unbreakable. He doesn’t loosen it even when the other wolves peel away in cautious, suspicious knots, their eyes flickering back at us and then away. Elder Rowan’s guards move like shadows themselves, circling the hou
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-12
Chapter: THE SHAPE OF WHAT HUNTS USDeath has a smell. I never knew that before—not really, not until now. It isn’t the soft, faded scent the elders sometimes mention in old tales, a gentle closing of the world. This is something raw and searing: sharp as scorched iron, sour as rain that’s soaked through grave dirt, wrongness etched into the air. It clings to the fallen scout’s body, seeps into the cracks between the stones, settles at the back of my throat, thick and unforgettable, while I stand over him, trying not to gag.The silver burns across his chest still shine, casting a faint, unnatural glow—a sickly light that pulses in the twilight.Not like mine. Not the steady, living warmth I carry.These marks are twisted, ragged, the edges harsh and uneven, as if the magic that made them was wild and angry or simply didn’t care for flesh.Caleb crouches beside the corpse, jaw tight, his knuckles white where his hands hover over the wounds. He’s careful not to touch, but I see the muscle in his cheek jump as he studies
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-08
Chapter: FRACTURES BENEATH THE SKINPower doesn’t come with fanfare when it changes you. It just slips in, quiet and certain, into your breath, your thoughts, every crack between who you were and who you’re turning into.I wake up early, just before dawn, and silver hums beneath my skin. Not pain—just this raw, sharp awareness. The markings along my arms give off a faint glow, pulsing with my heartbeat. When I flex my fingers, the air itself shifts—barely, but enough that it feels like the world is waiting to see what I’ll do.Honestly, that scares me more than the explosion did.I sit up slow, grounding myself the way Caleb taught me. Inhale. Exhale. Feel my hands on the bed, the cool air, the solid weight of my body. I remind myself: You’re here. This is real.Somewhere deep inside, my wolf stirs. She’s awake and alert—different, somehow. Quieter, but not weaker. Like she’s picked up a secret and hasn’t told me yet.A soft knock at the door.“Evie?” My mom’s voice, shaky. “Can I come in?”I hesitate, then nod—even tho
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-07
Chapter: THE COST OF CHOOSINGThe night doesn’t settle once the Alphas are gone. It just goes still, like it’s waiting for something. The forest stays tense—branches creak, all brittle and uneasy, like old bones shifting after a break. Wolves hang back near the border, not ready to trust the quiet. Their eyes keep searching the darkness, watching every shadow. Nothing’s moving now, but any second, it could.Now everyone knows. The world knows. And once something knows, it never stays away for long.Caleb walks next to me as we head back to the compound. He keeps his hand on my lower back—not to hold on or control me, but to anchor me there, like he’s scared I might just fade away if he lets go. Truth is, I’m scared of that too.Whatever’s inside me hasn’t faded. It’s still there, humming under my skin—steady, not wild anymore, not burning, just waiting. Watching. Picking up everything around it.Wolves step aside as we pass. Some lower their heads. Others just stare, and their faces say it all—fear and awe tangled
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-06
Chapter: BLOOD AT THE BORDERThe howl doesn’t die down. It splits and spreads. One voice turns into three, then five—low, steady, spaced out on purpose. Not a wild threat, but a message cut into the night: We’re here.I sense it before Caleb does. That power inside me pulls tight—not afraid, just sharp, like a guard suddenly wide awake.Caleb grabs my hand. “Border.” Just one word, but there’s no room for questions.We move. Fast.Torches flare across the compound. Alarms go off—bells ringing, voices shouting, bodies moving and grabbing weapons. The wolves break off into patrols without missing a beat, but underneath, something’s off. Unease creeps in. This time, the danger didn’t sneak past us. It walked right up and knocked.At the northern ridge, the trees pull back into a shallow ravine—a border the pack’s watched over forever. Tonight, figures stand just beyond it. Too many for coincidence. Too still to be careless.Three Alphas step out.I know one right away. Rafe Blackmoor. His reputation’s a shadow that
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-05
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