Beneath The Moons Bite
When Meghan walks into a crowded bar on a stormy October night, she’s only looking for a distraction from her messy life. Instead, she catches the attention of the wrong man someone far too persistent who refuses to take the hint when she wants to be left alone. Just when the situation turns unsettling, Ollie steps in. Quiet, intense, and impossible to ignore, he scares the stranger off with a single look. From that moment, Meghan can’t stop thinking about him.
But Ollie isn’t just another mysterious guy with a protective streak. He’s hiding a dangerous secret: he’s a werewolf, and the moment he saw Meghan, he knew she was one too... even if she has no idea herself.
As the two grow closer, Meghan begins experiencing terrifying blackouts, violent dreams, and strange instincts she can’t explain. Ollie tries to keep his distance, knowing the truth could ruin everything, but their connection becomes impossible to fight. Between rival wolf packs, deadly secrets, and a love that feels both intoxicating and destructive, Meghan is pulled into a world she never knew existed.
And as the next full moon approaches, Ollie realizes protecting Meghan may mean risking his own life and his heart.
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Chapter: Chapter 19Ollie's POVThe walk to their apartment feels significantly longer than two blocks.Mostly because Luca will not shut up.“You know,” he says beside me as we climb the stairs, “statistically speaking, mates usually exchange phone numbers before entering the yearning stage.”I nearly trip.Shane coughs suspiciously into his fist to cover a laugh while Adrian just looks disappointed in all of us.“I’m going home,” I mutter.“You are home,” Adrian replies dryly.I choose to ignore him.By the time we reach their apartment door, my nerves are wound so tight it’s honestly embarrassing.I haven’t seen her all week.Which shouldn’t matter this much.Except it does.The door swings open before we can knock properly.And chaos immediately spills out.Music.Laughter.The smell of something sweet mixed with vodka.Kylah beams at us from the doorway. “Finally.”Luca walks in first like he’s returning to his vacation property. “Missed us?”“No,” Anya says from somewhere inside immediately.“Lies.
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 18Ollie's POVRain always made Boston smell wrong.Too much concrete, too much gasoline, not enough earth.Back home, storms smelled alive. Wet pine, damp soil, moss soaked through with cold mountain rain. Here, the city just smelled like flooded sidewalks and cigarettes outside bars.I stand near the apartment window watching water streak down the glass while Luca tears through our kitchen looking for alcohol we definitely don’t have.Friday again.One whole week since the bar.One whole week since Meghan.Which is exactly seven days longer than I’ve ever spent thinking about a girl this much.The week disappeared in a blur after that night.And honestly?I hate it.Because now that I know she exists, every day without seeing Meghan feels wrong in a way I can’t fully explain.Mate, my wolf reminds me constantly.As if I could forget.At first, I tell myself it’s fine.Normal, even.People have classes. Lives. Responsibilities.We’re not going to magically spend every second together ju
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 17Meghan's POVThe week snuck by, and now it’s Friday again.I don’t even know where most of it went.Classes. Assignments. Deadlines that feel like they multiply every time I look away from them.And somewhere in between all of it, I’ve been hiding.Not in a dramatic way.Just… tucked away in my room more than usual.I don’t really like calling myself antisocial. That feels too final, too absolute. It’s not that I don’t like people.It’s just that sometimes I like my own mind more.It’s quieter there.Safer.Easier to control.So this week, I’ve lived there a lot.Between homework assignments that have been slowly draining my soul and the kind of exhaustion that isn’t physical, I’ve barely seen my roommates except for quick hallway encounters or late-night kitchen raids I’ve tried not to linger in.And when I’m alone in my room, I paint.A lot.It’s not something I think about too deeply when I start. I just pick up a brush and let it happen.Forests, mostly.Dense, detailed ones. Tree
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 16Meghan's POVAfter that conversation, we all stayed in the apartment for the rest of the day.No one really pushed anything.It was just… easy in a way I didn’t realize I needed. Soft laughter, random conversations, someone always moving between the kitchen and the couch like we were all trying to pretend the heaviness from earlier didn’t exist anymore.By the time Sunday rolls around, the sunlight outside is dull and lazy, filtering through the windows like the world is moving slower on purpose.Tomorrow is Monday.School.Reality.And yet I can’t focus on any of it.Because my brain keeps going back to Oliver.Ollie.Every time I try to think about anything else, he slips back in. The way he looked at me. The way he held me like it wasn’t even a question. The way my entire body seems to react before my mind can catch up.It doesn’t make sense.And that’s what scares me most.Because everything in me keeps whispering the same thing—there’s something more there.Something I don’t ful
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 15Meghan's POV(TW: there is talk of SA in this chapter! I will give another warning right before she talks about it!)I cross my arms tighter, trying to ignore the fact that my face feels like it’s on fire.“Well,” I say slowly, forcing as much confidence into my voice as possible, “I wasn’t the only one who slept next to someone last night.”I turn my head deliberately.Directly toward Kylah.The room goes silent for half a second.Then Eliana bursts out laughing.Kylah’s eyes widen in betrayal. “MEGHAN.”“Oh?” I say innocently. “So we’re discussing my sleeping arrangements but no
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 14Meghan's POVMy daze becomes all-consuming.The noise of the apartment fades farther and farther into the background until it sounds muffled, distant, like I’m underwater while everyone else exists somewhere above the surface.I keep replaying last night over and over.Julien stepping closer.The look in his eyes.What could’ve happened if Ollie hadn’t stepped in.If he hadn’t noticed.If he hadn’t cared enough to come over at all.My stomach twists violently.And before I can stop it, my thoughts start spiraling somewhere darker.A memory claws its way forward—one
Última actualización: 2026-05-27
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