บททั้งหมดของ Moonlit Bounds: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

I had returned to Grey hollow a week ago and even though the town was always quiet, the air felt different tonight. Crisp and cold, like it was carrying secrets it wasn’t supposed to. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck as I walked down the empty streets of Grey Hollow. The town had always been quiet—too quiet, really. Everyone was used to their own routine, too scared to break from the mold. But tonight, I felt like something had shifted, like the night itself was holding its breath. I pulled my coat tighter and glanced up at the full moon, glowing brightly against the black sky. The town seemed different under its light, casting long shadows across the narrow streets, making the familiar feel foreign. I couldn’t shake the unease curling in my stomach, the way my heart seemed to race even though nothing was happening. Maybe it was just my imagination. Grey Hollow was always like this: empty and sleepy, as though the town itself had never quite woken up. Nothing ever happ

The next morning, the eerie sight of Ronan standing outside my house was the first thing on my mind. I’d barely slept again, haunted by the image of him lingering under the streetlights, watching me in silence. By the time I’d worked up the courage to confront him last night, he had disappeared into the shadows like he was never there. Part of me questioned if I had imagined the whole thing. But I knew deep down it wasn’t just a figment of my overactive imagination. He was there, and there was something he wasn’t telling me.The day stretched on with an unsettling calm. I tried to shake off the strange feeling of being watched, but it clung to me like a second skin. Sophie had called in the morning, insisting I join her at the diner for lunch again, but I wasn’t in the mood for small talk and her usual carefree banter.Instead, I wandered through the quiet streets of Grey Hollow, hoping to distract myself. The town was just as sleepy and uneventful as always. The trees rustled lazily

The howl echoed in my ears long after it had faded into the night, and every instinct I had screamed at me to run. But where could I go? The wolves, or whatever they were, knew exactly where we were. And now I was beginning to think they weren’t just after me—they were after Ronan too. Ronan led me down the alley, his grip on my wrist firm as he glanced over his shoulder every few seconds, as if he could see the wolves closing in on us. His eyes were wild, calculating, like he was trying to figure out our next move. “Ronan, slow down!” I gasped, my legs burning from the sudden sprint. “No time,” he muttered. “They’ll catch up soon.” I tugged against his grip, planting my feet firmly into the ground until he had no choice but to stop and look at me. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on. All of it,” I demanded, chest heaving as I tried to regain my breath. For a moment, it looked like he was going to argue, but something in my expression must have told

As we drove away from the cabin, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Ronan was always so calm, so collected, but I could sense the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers gripped the steering wheel just a little too tightly. He hadn’t told me where we were going, just that it was "safer" than where we had been. I didn’t ask. It wasn’t like I had anywhere else to go. But the silence between us grew heavier with each mile.The road became more rugged as we headed deeper into the woods, surrounded by towering trees and mist curling at their roots. Despite the unease gnawing at me, there was something oddly beautiful about the isolation. The further we went, the more I felt like we were leaving the world behind—entering a place that time had forgotten.After what felt like hours, the trees thinned, revealing an unexpected sight. Nestled between the hills, a village appeared—small, rustic, but alive. I hadn't expected this. The place looked like it was pulled from a