All Chapters of BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moon hung low in the night sky, its silvery glow casting an ethereal light on the dense forest surrounding the small town of Silverpine. Elora ran her fingers through her dark, her breath visible in the crisp air. She stood at the edge of the woods, her heart pounding in anticipation. She had always felt a pull toward the forest, a connection she couldn’t explain. Tonight, it felt stronger than ever. “You shouldn’t be out here this late,” came a voice from behind her. Elora turned sharply, startled. Joel stood a few feet away, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his leather jacket. His messy blonde hair caught the moonlight, and his piercing blue eyes seemed to look straight through her. Joel was the kind of person who drew attention effortlessly, but he also carried an air of mystery that kept people at a distance. “And you shouldn’t sneak up on people,” Elora shot back, crossing her arms. Joel’s lips quirked into a half-smile. “Fair enough. But seriously, what are you doi

Elora followed Joel, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. His revelation replayed in her head like a broken record. I’m one of them. She wanted to demand answers, to make him explain everything, but the urgency in his movements kept her silent.They reached an old cabin hidden deep within the woods, its wooden frame weathered and leaning slightly to one side. Joel pushed the door open and ushered her inside. The room smelled of damp wood and earth, the faint glow of moonlight streaming through a crack in the roof.“Stay here,” Joel said, his tone leaving no room for argument. He disappeared into another room, leaving Elora standing in the dimly lit space, her arms wrapped tightly around herself.Her thoughts raced. What had she gotten herself into? One moment, she was out for a midnight walk, and the next, she was running for her life with a guy who claimed to be part of some supernatural world she didn’t even know existed.Joel returned moments later with a first aid kit. He s

The rogue moved with a primal ferocity, its claws slicing through the air as Joel met its attacks head-on. His dagger gleamed in the moonlight, each strike calculated and precise. Elora could only watch in terrified awe, her back pressed against the wall as the cabin seemed to shrink under the intensity of the battle.Joel moved faster than she thought humanly possible, his reflexes sharper and more fluid than any athlete she’d ever seen. The rogue lunged, jaws snapping, but Joel sidestepped with ease, his movements almost predatory.“Stay down!” Joel barked, his voice guttural, almost unrecognizable.Elora obeyed, her heart hammering as the fight raged on. The rogue let out an earsplitting howl, its glowing eyes locked on Joel, but there was something wild and desperate in its movements. It wasn’t just attacking—it was trying to get to her.With a feral growl, Joel slashed across the rogue’s chest, sending it stumbling back. The beast snarled in pain, its massive form heaving with la

The forest seemed alive with danger, every shadow shifting as if hiding something sinister. Joel’s grip on Elora’s arm was firm, almost bruising, as he pulled her along the uneven path. The chilling howl from moments ago still echoed in her ears, making her heart race. “Stay close and don’t make a sound,” Joel whispered, his voice tense but protective. Elora obeyed, though every fiber of her being screamed for her to question him. Her breath came in shallow gasps as she struggled to match his pace. The strange pull in her chest hadn’t gone away—it grew stronger, like an invisible thread tugging her forward. She wanted to tell Joel, but the fierce look in his eyes told her this wasn’t the time. The forest canopy thickened, the interwoven branches above plunging them into a darkness so complete it felt suffocating. Joel moved with purpose, his heightened senses guiding him as he led them through the maze of trees. Every crack of a twig or rustle of leaves made Elora flinch. “We’re

Elora’s legs trembled, but she held her ground, her gaze locked on the shadowy figure. The authority in its voice was undeniable, but so was the pull within her—a power that had only just begun to awaken.Joel tightened his grip on her arm. His fingers, warm and reassuring, seemed to steady her fraying resolve. “We can’t fight this, Elora. Not now. We’re not ready.”The figure tilted its head, as if amused by Joel’s defiance. “The Alpha speaks of readiness, yet readiness is forged in the crucible of trials. Do you cower, Alpha, or do you rise?”Joel growled, his golden eyes flashing with anger. “You don’t scare me.”Elora’s voice broke through the tension, shaky but determined. “Who are you? What do you want from us?”The figure’s form shifted, the shadows around it swirling like smoke. For a moment, it appeared almost human—tall and robed, with faintly glowing eyes. “I am the Watcher of the Veil, guardian of the balance between worlds. You, child, have crossed a threshold that cannot