LOST AND FOUND
When Kaelen Drazmir, heir to a divided werewolf pack, finds a young woman lying near the ruins of an abandoned monastery, he never expects her to change his world. She remembers nothing of her past—only a name: Serenya Veyra.
As Kaelen shelters her, fragments of her memory return in flashes of fire and blood. Each vision draws them closer, even as it warns of danger. Serenya’s past is tied to forces that could tear apart Kaelen’s pack, and enemies are already hunting for her.
A rival Alpha seeks to claim her for power. A dark sorceress vows to use her blood to awaken an ancient curse. And the Harvest Moon, only weeks away, will decide whether Serenya’s fate leads to salvation—or ruin.
With time running out, Kaelen and Serenya must uncover the truth before the prophecy binds them forever. But the closer they come to answers, the greater the risk of losing everything they hold dear.
A story of forbidden love, deadly secrets, and a choice that could ignite a war—this tale will pull you into a world where every heartbeat counts, and every shadow hides a threat.
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The Mark Beneath the MoonThe courtyard was a storm of snarls and steel. Torches guttered in the wind, shadows clawing across the stone as wolves and men clashed in the broken gate. Kaelen’s silver-marked wolf tore through the fray, a blur of teeth and fury, driving Eryndor’s intruders back into the night.Serenya pressed against the wall, breath ragged. Every sound was too sharp—the crack of bone, the scream of metal on metal, the wet snap of flesh yielding beneath claws. She tried to move, but her legs wavered beneath her. Her vision blurred. Heat flared under her skin, not from fear but something deeper, something alien.Her chest heaved. The world tilted.“Kaelen—” she gasped, though he was already lost to the fight.The ground rose to meet her as darkness claimed the edges of her sight. A rush of voices echoed, muffled, before strong arms caught her.Kaelen shifted back, blood streaking his jaw, his breath harsh. He lifted her with ease, ignoring the chaos still raging at the gates. Mireya shouted after h
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 3: A Stranger Among ThemDawn slipped through the narrow slits of the stronghold walls, pale light spilling across cold stone. Serenya woke to silence, broken only by the creak of footsteps in the corridor outside. The air was sharp with the smell of smoke from the hearth.She pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders and stepped into the hall. Voices dropped the moment she appeared. A pair of women whispering by the stairwell froze, their eyes fixed on her gray gaze. One turned her head sharply, leading the other away with a stiff set to her shoulders.She kept walking, though her pulse hammered. Every turn of the corridor seemed to tighten with watchful stares. A boy carrying a bundle of kindling passed her, wide-eyed, nearly dropping the wood before scurrying down the steps.The whispers followed like a draft. Cursed. Omen. Why did he bring her here?Serenya’s throat tightened. She wanted to ask, to shout at them that she didn’t understand either. But her voice stayed locked in her chest.At the end
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Chapter: Chapter 2: Wolves in the ShadowsThe fire in the great hall burned low, throwing long shadows against the stone walls. Serenya stirred, the scent of smoke and iron heavy in her lungs. She blinked, trying to steady the blur in her vision. Dozens of eyes followed her every movement.Men and women in cloaks ringed the hall, their faces hard, their posture tense. Wolves in human skin.She pushed herself upright on the bench, her body trembling with the effort. A ripple of murmurs spread among the gathered pack.“Cursed.”“She carries ill luck.”“Why would he bring her here?”Serenya gripped the edge of the bench, words lodging in her throat.The heavy doors swung open, and silence followed. Kaelen entered, his presence pulling the air taut. His dark gaze cut across the room before settling on her. He strode to the fire and faced the murmuring circle.“She is under my protection.” His voice was calm, but there was steel beneath it.A few exchanged uneasy glances. Mireya stepped forward, her golden eyes gleaming in the hal
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Chapter: Chapter 1: The Woman in the RuinsThe last of the daylight bled across the highlands, staining the broken monastery walls in shades of rust and crimson. Kaelen Draven moved through the ruins in silence, his boots crunching over loose stone, his senses sharpened by the shifting wind. The air smelled of damp earth and smoke, faint but fresh, the kind of trace that set every instinct on edge.He paused near a crumbling archway, his hand brushing the hilt of the blade strapped to his thigh. Shadows stretched long across the moss-slick floor, and the place carried the weight of old prayers long abandoned. He should have turned back toward the stronghold. Instead, something unseen tugged him deeper into the ruins.A whisper broke the stillness. Not words—more like the hushed sigh of breath. Kaelen froze, listening. There it was again, softer this time, followed by the scrape of fabric against stone.He followed the sound through a narrow gap in the collapsed wall. The sight stopped him cold.A young woman lay half-hidden am
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