Underneath The Moonlight
Selene’s life was ordinary—until the night it wasn’t. A promising young woman with dreams and a quiet life, she never imagined that one moment of trust could shatter her world. Kidnapped by unknown assailants, she awakens in a secluded house with two strangers—Lucien, calm and commanding, and Asher Night, the enigmatic barista she thought she knew.
As Selene begins to recover, she discovers that her body, her senses, and her very instincts are awakening in ways she never expected. The people who saved her are not what they seem—they are werewolves, part of a hidden world of packs, power struggles, and rivalries, and Selene herself is caught in the crossfire.
Between dangerous attacks, forbidden truths, and the mysterious pull she feels toward Asher, Selene must navigate a life where danger lurks in the familiar, loyalty is tested, and love is as perilous as it is inevitable. Every step toward understanding her past brings her closer to the shocking secrets of her family, the rival pack that hunts her, and the powers that have been dormant inside her all along.
In a world where trust is a risk and survival depends on knowing who—and what—you really are, Selene must decide who to fear, who to follow, and how far she’s willing to go to protect herself… and the people she’s only just begun to care for.
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Chapter: 18: Walking on Glass I don’t hear most of what the doctor is saying. Her mouth moves. Words come out. They sound calm, practiced, reassuring—things people say when they want you to believe everything is under control. But none of it sticks. It all slides past me like water over stone. My focus keeps drifting back to the feeling in my throat. The tightness is gone now, replaced by a dull soreness and the faint sting of antiseptic. Gauze brushes my skin every time I swallow. My hands rest on my knees, fingers curled too tightly, nails pressing into my palms hard enough that it should hurt. It doesn’t. That alone should scare me. My thoughts spiral, looping back on themselves no matter how hard I try to slow them down.
Last Updated: 2026-03-13
Chapter: 17: Shadows in the Forest The forest edge trembles in the quiet night. Something isn’t right. My instincts flare before my eyes catch it—movement, too deliberate to be deer, too coordinated to be random. “Lucien,” I say sharply, my voice controlled but taut. “Stay with her. Don’t let her out of your sight. Guard her with everything you’ve got.” He inclines his head, silent acknowledgment, before moving to position a few guards around the house. I watch him, grateful and frustrated all at once. I can’t risk her being vulnerable—not again. Not now. The attackers are faster than I anticipated, and already I notice something odd. Their approach isn’t typical. They move like wolves, yes, but there’s a cold calculation, a deliberate cruelty in their strikes that doesn’t match the usual patterns
Last Updated: 2026-03-13
Chapter: 16: When the Night Breaks Asher is still speaking when it happens. He’s standing near the window, shoulders squared, posture calm in that infuriatingly composed way of his, as if the weight of the world doesn’t sit on him any heavier than a tailored coat. His voice is steady, measured—careful. “There’s something else you need to know,” he says. “Something important. I need you to stay calm when I—” The sound cuts through the room like a blade. It’s not a crash exactly. Not thunder. Not even something I can immediately place. It’s deeper than that—a low, violent boom that vibrates through the walls and into my bones. The floor trembles beneath my feet. The lights flicker once. Then again. Lucien straightens instantly, his entire demeanor shifting in a heartbeat. Gone is the relaxed authority. In its place is something sharp, alert, dangerous. Asher turns toward the window, eyes narrowing. Another sound follows—this one unmistakable. A distant roar. Not human. Not animal. So
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: 15: The Truth The house grows quieter as evening settles in. It isn’t the kind of silence that comes with emptiness—there are people here, moving somewhere beyond the walls—but it’s restrained, deliberate. Like the house itself knows when to hold its breath. I sit on the edge of the bed Mariel prepared for me, my hands folded loosely in my lap, staring at the faint reflection of myself in the window. I look the same. And yet… I don’t feel like I belong in my own skin anymore. The quiet presses in, wrapping itself around my thoughts until I can’t tell whether it’s meant to soothe me or keep me contained. I sit on the edge of the bed Mariel showed me earlier, hands resting on my knees, staring at the window where the trees sway gently in the fading light. Too gentle. Everything here feels… controlled. Safe, they say. Protected. But the more I replay the last few days, the more something begins to itch beneath my skin—an unease I can’t shake no matter how man
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: 14: Hidden Guardians The car ride back is quiet. I sit pressed into the seat, hands clasped together in my lap, trying to calm my still-racing heart. Outside, the scenery blurs, but I notice every detail—the way sunlight filters through trees, the faint hum of the wind. It all feels sharper than it ever has. Asher sits beside the driver, his posture calm, composed, while Lucien drives. He doesn’t speak unless necessary, and when he does, it’s brief, measured. I glance at him through the rearview mirror. He’s always aware, always watching. I realize, somewhere deep down, that for the first time since the kidnapping, I feel… safe. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding when the car finally stops. The building before me is large, secluded, and surrounded by thick trees that block the view of the road. A different house from the one I was staying. I get a sense of deliberate isolation, a place mea
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: 13: A Stranger’s Hand The sun is higher than I’m used to seeing it. Its warmth falls across the driveway, and I can feel it in my chest, a sensation that makes me both nervous and exhilarated. Lucien stands nearby, calm as ever, watching me adjust the strap of my jacket. “I don’t need you to walk me through this,” I say. “I’ve been cooped up long enough. I can manage.” He raises an eyebrow, faint amusement in his gaze. “I just want to make sure you’re steady. That’s all.” “I’ll be fine,” I insist, stepping toward the car. “You can… wait outside if you want.” Lucien’s expression flickers just slightly, something unreadable, before he nods. “As you wish,” he says, retreating a few steps to let me take the lead. The air hits me differently than it did inside. It’s sharper, fresher, fi
Last Updated: 2026-03-11
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