All Chapters of Moonbound: The Rise Of The Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lyla Hayes stared out of the car window as the dense trees of Silverwood forest blurred by. The town’s name was etched onto a weathered wooden sign they had passed miles back, but her new home was still nowhere in sight. Her father, Mark Hayes, drove in silence, gripping the wheel tightly as if it were the only thing keeping him grounded. The faint hum of the car engine was the only sound between them.“How much farther?” Lyla asked, her voice breaking the monotony of the drive.“Not long now,” her father replied, his tone clipped. He hadn’t been himself since they’d packed up and left the city two days ago.The Hayes family used to be a whole trio with Lyla, her dad, and her mom. But when her mom vanished three years ago, their world fractured. Mark had poured himself into work to keep the pain at bay, and Lyla was left to navigate the chaos of adolescence on her own. Now, with no warning, her dad had uprooted them from their suburban life and dragged them to a town she’d never even

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of amber and violet. Lyla sat on her bed, staring out the window as her pulse raced. Eli’s cryptic promise replayed in her mind: “Meet me tomorrow night at the clearing. I’ll explain everything.”Her nerves were tangled with anticipation. Eli knew something, something important about the forest, the wolves, and whatever strange events had taken place since her arrival in Silverwood. She had spent the entire day thinking about what he might reveal, but every scenario her imagination conjured felt ridiculous. Ghost stories? A pack of rogue wolves? Some local legend that the town kept alive for fun?But none of it explained what she had seen. The golden eyes, the massive black wolf, the way Eli had vanished into the forest as if it were part of him.Her clock read 11:45 p.m. Lyla grabbed her flashlight, pulled on a jacket, and slipped out of the house.The night air was cold, carrying the earthy scent of the forest. The path to t

Lyla sat in the clearing, her heart pounding as Eli’s words settled over her. “You’re right. It’s time you knew everything.”The moonlight filtered through the canopy of trees, casting long shadows across the forest floor. Mason stood a few feet away, his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on Eli, clearly disapproving of whatever was about to happen.“You’ve said that before,” Lyla said, her voice steady despite the chaos inside her. “But you haven’t told me everything. No more vague warnings or cryptic statements. I want the truth.”Eli hesitated, his jaw tightening as if weighing the consequences of what he was about to say. Finally, he took a deep breath. “Fine. But you need to promise me something first.”“What?”“That you’ll keep an open mind and that you won’t run,” he said, his green eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her chest tighten.Lyla swallowed hard and nodded. “I promise.”Mason let out a frustrated sigh. “This is a mistake, Eli.”Eli ignored him.Eli began

The days after the hunt were a blur for Lyla, filled with new faces, new responsibilities, and an ever-present sense of being watched. Every time she stepped into the forest, she felt the weight of unseen eyes, the hum of ancient power that seemed to ripple through the air. Silverwood was alive more than she could have ever imagined.She was beginning to understand the pack’s bond and the weight it carried, but there was still so much she didn’t know. Every question she asked seemed to lead to another mystery, and Eli’s cryptic responses weren’t helping.That morning, as she sat on the porch of her house, staring out at the edge of the forest, Lyla resolved to dig deeper. The pack knew more about her connection to the forest than they were letting on. And if she was going to find answers, she needed to push harder.Lyla’s first stop was Eli. She found him near the creek, sharpening a blade against a smooth stone. His focus was intense, his movements precise, and for a moment, she hesi

The morning after her encounter with the silver wolf, Lyla woke up with a start. Her heart still raced as though she were in the clearing, standing before the wolf’s glowing crescent. She pressed a hand to her chest, where a faint warmth lingered as if the power coursing through her in the dream had followed her into the waking world.Throwing on a jacket, Lyla hurried outside. The sun was barely up, casting a golden haze over the forest. She hesitated at the tree line, her feet rooted to the ground. Whatever had happened last night, she couldn’t ignore it.Eli needed to know.Lyla found Eli near the creek, his usual sharpening ritual in progress. His movements were deliberate, each scrape of the blade against the stone echoing in the quiet morning air.“You’re up early,” Eli said without looking up.“I need to talk to you,” Lyla replied, stepping closer.Eli paused, his green eyes flicking to hers. “What’s wrong?”She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. “Last night… I sa