Alyssa The glow of the Moon Goddess symbol lights up the shrine like a beacon of hope. Is my power truly returning? After months of silence, the familiar thrum of energy stirs within me once more. I stretch out a trembling hand, half-expecting my fingers to pass through the ethereal light. But no - they meet a warmth that seeps into my skin, trailing up my arm to spread throughout my body. A gasp escapes me as the world around the shrine falls away, my vision narrowing to encompass only the symbol blazing before my eyes. Visions flash through my mind in rapid succession. My pack, going about their daily lives unaware of the shadow stalking them. A menacing figure lurking in the darkness, teeth bared in a sinister smile. And Sophia...my heart clenches at the sight of my daughter, swaddled in her cradle. A low growl sounds as claws reach toward her vulnerable form— The visions disappear in a burst of light as a voice echoes in my mind. Protect them, Alyssa. The time has come again fo

AlyssaI wake with a gasp, the lingering grasp of a nightmare fading already from memory. But my power keens a warning I can't ignore - something comes, swift and evil.I throw up my strongest shield around Sophia before racing to find Adam. He must ready our defenses. Whatever threatens stirs ancient magic best left sleeping.Too late. I emerge from our den and time slows. The pack lies dead, our home stained crimson. And Adam...no. Pinned and bleeding out, a yawning wound torn through his chest.Over him looms a figure that was once Elder Gemma. My gift awakened at her call, but she disappeared long ago. And the creature within her now is mad.It smiles, poison-sweet. "You took my life, little seer. Now I'll take what you hold most dear...unless you serve powers your pack forsook."Choice or threat, it makes no difference. Any path leads to death or betraying all I am. I stand frozen. This fate cannot be real.Adam's life ebbs away while panic and despair war within me. My worst dre

AlyssaThe forest has always been my place of solace. Now more than ever, I need to lose myself among the trees. Adam's refusal still haunts me, a raw ache I fear will remain forever.I shift to my wolf form, seeking comfort in the simplicity of four legs and muffled thoughts. My paws carry me to a hidden glade filled with herbs for healing. As I gather chamomile and lavender, their scents soothe my wounded spirit.A harsh laugh sounds in the distance. I pause, ears pricked. The scent of unwashed humans wafts through the air—poachers. Anger surges in my veins. This is our territory, our home!I stalk through the brush, spying three men with rifles and knives stalking a deer. Keys jangle at one's waist, prison tattoos on his arms—they do not come as mere hunters."Big bucks in these parts, eh boys?" the tattooed man grunts. His companions snicker.I step into view, growling low as I bare my teeth."Look, boys!" the tattooed man exclaims. "Seems we found a bigger game after all."They t

Alyssa A few years later. The challenge begins before I can warn Adam of Sophia’s vision. Drake and Cain, the champions, stalk toward each other as Xavier looks on with a smug grin. Sophia clutches my hand, eyes wide. “The bad wolf will cheat, Mommy. Daddy’s wolf has to watch out!” My heart seizes. Drake is a mighty warrior, but what sinister trick does Xavier have planned? I shout a warning, but too late—Cain lunges at Drake in a blur of motion, slamming into him with impossible force. Drake slashes with claws and fangs, but each blow glances off Cain as if hitting stone. A metallic tang fills the air as I realize with horror that Cain’s power is over metal itself. His body and claws have become living blades. The pack roars in protest as Cain’s claws rake Drake’s flesh, spilling crimson onto the ground. Xavier’s laughter chills my blood. How did he come upon such a forbidden power? I move to heal Drake, but Sophia squeezes my hand. “Wait, Mommy. The bad wolf will attack us. I

AlyssaThe wolf prowling towards me is a stranger. Adam's eyes, once glowing with warmth and laughter, now burn with rage and suspicion. His hackles rise and a sinister growl rumbles in his chest as he backs me into a corner, teeth bared."How long have you been plotting against me?" he snarls. Gone is the mate I love, replaced by this menacing beast I do not know."Adam, it's me," I plead, keeping my tone soft and submissive. But my words do not reach him. The Adam I knew is trapped behind those hate-filled eyes."Lies!" He snaps at me, his muzzle a breath from my throat. "I should have known you could never be trusted. You're in league with our enemies, aren't you?"Confusion and pain flood me. "I would never betray you! I am your mate. Don't you know me?""I know what you are." Adam's lips curl back further, slaver dripping from his fangs. "And you will never set foot in my territory again."He lunges. I brace myself, ready to fight the creature wearing my mate's flesh. But a massi