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Chapter 20. Beneath The Full Moon
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2025-05-06 02:39:00The forest was quiet too quiet.
Samantha lay still, her back pressed against the rough bark of a fallen tree, her body aching from the fever that had burned through her the night before. The fire at her camp had gone cold. Her skin glistened with sweat, her hair damp and tangled from restless sleep. Above her, the sky stretched wide, painted in silver light. The full moon had risen. Its glow blanketed the woods like a silent spell, illuminating every leaf and stone with eerie clarity. But Samantha didn’t see any of it. Her eyes were closed, her breaths shallow, her mind slipping into a strange, deep slumber. And then… she dreamed. At first, it felt like falling. Her body weightless, spiraling through darkness, her heartbeat thudding like a drum echoing into the void. But then the darkness lifted, peeled away like fog, and she found herself standing in the center of a wild glade. The trees here were taller than any she’d ever seen, their branches heavy with glowing white leaves. A soft mist coiled around the forest floor like smoke from an ancient fire. Samantha looked down at her hands. No longer weak, no longer trembling. Her fingers had sharpened into elegant claws. Her skin shimmered, pale with silver streaks that pulsed with quiet power. Her posture had changed—taller, stronger. Her senses were alive, breathing in the wild air. She took a step forward and felt muscles move beneath her skin with fluid grace. Then she heard it. A soft howl. Not threatening. Not sad. It was calling her. She turned. Wolves. They emerged from the shadows of the trees four, five, then dozens more. Some black as night, others white as the moon itself. They circled her slowly, their golden eyes glowing with recognition. But they did not growl. They bowed. Samantha’s breath caught in her throat. The pack wasn’t threatening her. They were… welcoming her. She reached out, and one of the wolves stepped forward. A tall, majestic creature with eyes that looked too familiar. When she looked into them, she didn’t see danger she saw family. And in that moment, Samantha realized something. She wasn’t with the wolves. She was one of them. A flicker of power surged through her chest, spreading into her limbs, her bones, her blood. The she-wolf form stood proud and radiant in her dream fur smooth like velvet, eyes glowing like molten gold. Her claws gleamed, and her presence was fierce and beautiful, the kind of creature sung about in legend. A she-wolf reborn. But just as quickly as the dream bloomed around her, it began to fade. The wind picked up, scattering leaves, and the pack began to vanish one by one into mist. The trees dimmed. The howl faded. “No wait,” Samantha whispered. She reached out, but her fingers slipped through smoke. And then She woke up. Her eyes flew open, and she sat up with a sharp gasp, heart hammering in her chest. Her breath caught in her throat. Just a dream? She pressed her hand to her chest. But… something felt different. The lingering heat in her veins, the strength in her limbs—it was still there. Her senses were heightened. She could hear the rustle of a bird from far across the woods. She could smell the sap dripping from nearby trees. Was that just a dream… or a vision? She stood slowly, scanning the woods from her camp. The moon hung full and bright in the sky, its light painting the world in silver. A full moon. Her pulse quickened. She had heard the stories. The old ones. That the full moon wasn’t just sacred for wolves—it was dangerous. On these nights, the wild stirred. Creatures crawled out of their dens. Spirits woke. And wolves… changed. A cold sweat broke over her skin. She tried to calm herself, but her breath grew faster. Her body felt tight, like it was wrapped too tight in her own skin. Every sound echoed louder. Every scent flooded her senses. Her heartbeat thundered. She stumbled back from her camp, her limbs suddenly restless. Something was happening. She turned and ran into the woods, away from the camp, driven by instinct alone. Her legs moved faster than they ever had, carrying her over roots and rocks, deeper and deeper into the forest. She didn’t stop to question it. Her body knew where to go before her mind could catch up. The wind rushed past her. Her eyes adjusted to the dark. She wasn’t tired she felt alive. Then it happened. A sharp pain in her fingertips made her stumble. She stopped and looked down. Her nails were lengthening. No, not nails. Claws. Her breath caught. She held her hand in front of her face and watched in stunned silence as her fingers slowly extended, her nails sharpening into curved, obsidian claws. Her pulse roared in her ears. This wasn’t a dream. It had begun. Her bloodline… was awakening. Her transformation… had started. Samantha fell to her knees, heart pounding, half in fear, half in awe. Was this what the dream had prepared her for? She clutched her chest, panting. The forest around her stilled. The moonlight pulsed like a heartbeat, as though the very woods were watching her. And then Another howl echoed in the distance. This one… not from her dream. It was real. It was close. Her claws twitched. And somewhere deep inside her… The wolf rose.
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Samantha sat on the small wooden bench outside their home, staring at the vast expanse of the pack’s territory. The morning sun cast a golden glow over the trees, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. She heard the rustling of footsteps behind her and turned to see Erynn, her adoptive mother, approaching with a warm but concerned look.Erynn sat beside her, brushing strands of Samantha’s silver-blonde hair from her face. “You’ve been so quiet lately,” she said gently.Samantha lowered her gaze. “I just don’t want to cause trouble. Serene says I don’t belong here, and sometimes… I think she’s right.”Erynn cupped Samantha’s face, her eyes filled with unwavering love. “Listen to me, my sweet girl. You do belong. You may not have been born into this pack, but that doesn’t make you any less a part of it.”Samantha swallowed hard. “Then why does everyone treat me like an outsider?”Erynn sighed. “Because people fear what they don’t understa
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The Outcast’s Fate Chapter 20. Beneath The Full Moon
The forest was quiet too quiet.Samantha lay still, her back pressed against the rough bark of a fallen tree, her body aching from the fever that had burned through her the night before. The fire at her camp had gone cold. Her skin glistened with sweat, her hair damp and tangled from restless sleep.Above her, the sky stretched wide, painted in silver light.The full moon had risen.Its glow blanketed the woods like a silent spell, illuminating every leaf and stone with eerie clarity. But Samantha didn’t see any of it. Her eyes were closed, her breaths shallow, her mind slipping into a strange, deep slumber.And then… she dreamed.At first, it felt like falling.Her body weightless, spiraling through darkness, her heartbeat thudding like a drum echoing into the void. But then the darkness lifted, peeled away like fog, and she found herself standing in the center of a wild glade. The trees here were taller than any she’d ever seen, their branches heavy wit
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The wind whispered through the trees that night, a low mournful sound that matched the ache in Samantha’s chest. Two nights had passed since she fled the Shadowfang ruins, stumbling out of the dark cave with more questions than answers. She hadn’t been able to tell anyone what happened there, what the ancient spirits had said, or what she had felt. Who would believe her anyway? That she, Samantha, the outcast girl with no known bloodline, might be something… more?She sat alone at her small camp, the cold earth beneath her no longer offering comfort. Her small fire was dying, flickering low as if echoing the exhaustion in her bones. She had just two strips of dried meat left and a cracked waterskin. She hadn’t eaten since dawn, and her lips were parched, her stomach a pit of hunger. But worse than all that was the gnawing uncertainty inside her.She had nowhere to go. The pack she once tried to belong to had turned its back on her. And the spirit cave, though it offered
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She remained there beneath the emerging stars, the taste of cave dust still on her tongue, the echo of ancient words haunting her chest. Samantha dropped to her knees, her shoulders quivering under the weight of a truth that made no sense—but felt terrifyingly real.Tears spilled freely now. She bowed her head and let the sorrow fall.“This was just a waste of time,” she whispered through clenched teeth. “I came all this way for riddles… for silence.”A sharp gust of wind swirled around her, though the forest ahead remained still. And then—“Child…”The voice returned. Not from outside—but from deep, deep within the cave. Not loud, but thunderous in its own way. Not cruel, but cold enough to freeze the blood.She turned her head slowly. The cave mouth loomed behind her like the jaw of a sleeping beast.“The answers you seek… they are not hidden in stone or shadow. They live within you.”Her breath hitched.“Your past… your present… and what i
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The voice echoed again through the ancient hollow, rumbling like a forgotten thunder:“We did not take your vision, child.”Samantha’s breath caught in her throat. The tears that had stained her cheeks froze in place as a strange warmth coursed through her chest. She blinked rapidly, still surrounded by suffocating darkness, but somehow it no longer felt like blindness—it felt like… a waiting.“A-Am I dreaming?” she whispered, trembling. “Why can’t I see then, ancient spirits? Why is it so dark?”The voice returned, calm yet commanding, as though it carried centuries of wisdom and pain.“You are deep within the Shadowfang’s heart. The light here fades for all, but you still stand… because you belong.”Samantha’s fingers trembled against the cold stone beneath her knees. “Belong? What do you mean?”There was a pause, and then the voice filled the cavern again:“You carry the blood of the wolves, child. That is why your vision remains within you. Had yo
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The air was thick with tension as Samantha trekked deeper into the heart of the Wildthorn Forest, the trees around her casting long, looming shadows that seemed to whisper warnings into her ears. The path she was on was rough, the dirt and roots twisting underfoot, but she barely noticed. Her thoughts were elsewhere, buried in the heavy weight of everything that had led her to this moment.The Shadowfang Ruins were three days away, and she had everything she needed—food, water, and a small, worn-out tent to camp under. She was prepared, but the further she walked, the more doubts crept into her mind. What if she wasn’t ready for what lay ahead? What if the Ruins were more than just a place of answers? What if they were a trap, meant to consume her as they had so many others?But she had come this far. She couldn’t turn back now. She had to face whatever awaited her.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a faint orange glow over the forest, Samantha found a clearin
