The night sky burned with a crimson glow. The Blood Moon had risen, painting the forest in shades of scarlet. Its strange light shimmered on every branch and every ripple of water, filling the world with an eerie, otherworldly radiance.Aria stood on the cliffside, breath catching in her throat as she gazed at the moon. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her heart pounding in time with the steady hum of power thrumming through the air. The wolf inside her stirred with an intensity that made her skin prickle.It is time, her wolf whispered, the voice fierce yet reverent. The Blood Moon has chosen us.Aria swallowed hard. She had shifted before, painfully, awkwardly, still learning her balance. But this—this felt different. The air was alive with power, every gust of wind heavy with ancient magic. The moon itself seemed to be watching, demanding something of her.Behind her, Lorien approached quietly, his dark cloak blending into the shadows of the forest. “The Blood Moon,” he murmured, h
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