Lahat ng Kabanata ng Beneath The Moon: A Dawnblood Prophecy: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Hayley. It's been a long, tenuous week since my breakup with Theo. After spending the first four days sobbing in bed, I've finally decided to keep myself busy around the house—anything to stop thinking about him, even if that feels nearly impossible. I'm in the middle of helping my mom set the table for dinner when she brings up conversation. “You're excited to see Axel, aren't you?” I pause from tucking in the chairs and glance up at her in confusion. “Huh?” She keeps her focus on the table, smoothing out a napkin. “I’m pretty sure he's already on his way here.” My heart skips a beat. “Axel’s coming here? Tonight?” My mom glances at me, a little puzzled. “Yes, baby. I thought we talked about this. After everything that happened with his parents, you know... how he’d be coming to stay with Lucas?” She sets down a clean mug, watching me with concern. And just then, I remember. We did talk about this. Axel Grey—my childhood best friend and next-door neighbor—was returni

Axel. It’s been five years since I last stepped foot in Greystone, yet everything looks exactly the same. Feels the same, even. Then again, this town was never big on change. It’s the first day of junior year, and I can’t numb the surge of nervousness running through me. Starting school would mean my first attempt at any kind of social interaction since losing my parents—and honestly, I’m not sure I’m ready for it. Lucas seems to sense my hesitation. “Ax, you’ll be fine,” he says, tossing my bag into my arms. At his words, I force a small smile. He throws an arm around my shoulders as we head to the front door. “I know it’s your first day, but honestly, there’s nothing to be worried about.” The concern on his face starts to shift into a sly smirk. “Anyone tries to mess with you, just call me. I’ve got your back, dude.” The irony in his joke—so familiar from our childhood—makes me laugh. Lucas, smaller and leaner than me, would always talk big on protecting me if trouble sh

Axel. I shift the helmet from one hand to the other, feeling its solid weight in my grip. Tryouts are today, and whilst I know I’m ready physically, anxiety crawls just under my skin. I’ve never stepped onto a football field like this before—and the thought of screwing up, especially at a new school, doesn’t sit well. First impressions matter and I know my performance could determine my place in the school's team. I rise from the bench and walk through the locker room, letting my eyes drift across the names etched into the metal tags on each locker. My fingers brush over them as I pass, reading each one in a quiet whisper. Then I stop. Shane O’Connor. The name clicks in my head. I’ve heard it before—somewhere. And just as the thought settles, a deep voice sounds behind me. “You’d love your name on one of those, wouldn’t you?” When I turn around, there's a dark-haired, broad-shouldered guy glaring straight at me. It takes a second, but I recognize him. Shane. The same g

Hayley. “Wait, just wait a minute,” Corey says with a snigger, “you kissed Axel just a week after breaking up with Theo?” I toss my head back with a small groan, half embarrassed, half amused. “It’s not… like that,” I mumble with a shrug, though there’s a small hint of pride in my voice. Corey’s eyes widen behind her glasses, a huge grin spreading across her face. “Hayley, you sneaky little nerd.” “Shh, Corey!” I whisper, glancing at the slightly open door facing my mom’s room as I try to stifle a laugh. “First of all, it was just a kiss,” I say, still smiling. “I mean, I guess…” Corey shoots me a look—the kind that demands honesty. “Okay, yes, I think Axel’s cute. And maybe I still have a thing for him,” I admit, twirling my fingers nervously. “But then there’s Theo, and I don’t know if…” My words trail off with a sigh. “Hayley,” Corey says, squeezing my hand across the pillow between us, “Theo’s a jerk. And you shouldn’t care about him one bit.” She releases her gr

Axel. My whole body aches as I sit up from the ground. Streaks of early morning sunlight cut through the trees and hit my face, forcing my eyes open. I blink against the light and look around, taking in my surroundings—trees, fallen logs, a boulder, and more trees. I realize it then: I’m deep in the woods. And worse, I’m completely naked.My head throbs heavily as I push myself to my feet. Fragments of the previous night flash through my mind like broken film. One moment I’m chaining myself to the floor in the garage… then I'm at the edge of the woods, fighting the shift. And after that—nothing. My wolf took over. And when it does, it always leaves a blackout in its wake.I get up from the ground, wipe away the stray leaves clinging to my damp, naked body and start walking, scanning for any sign of a path or clearing. As I move deeper through the woods, I stumble upon an old wooden cabin, tucked between the trees.Who builds a cabin out here in the middle of nowhere?But I don’t dw