All Chapters of Bloodhound Moon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Chapter One — The Moon Finds MeI learned early that survival meant silence.Silence when the itch crawled beneath my skin like ants trapped under glass. Silence when my bones ached before storms that never came. Silence when the moon felt too close, too heavy, like it was leaning down to whisper my name.I lived among humans because they didn’t listen to the dark. They didn’t hear the way the night breathed. They didn’t notice how the world tilted when the moon grew full, how shadows stretched just a little too long, how my pulse stopped belonging to me.I worked at a diner on the edge of town, the kind with flickering neon and cracked vinyl booths that smelled permanently of grease and old coffee. Graveyard shifts suited me. Less people. Less questions. Less chance someone would notice the way I flinched at sudden sounds or how my eyes reflected light wrong when I was tired.I kept my hair tied back. Long sleeves even in summer. Gloves when I could get away with it. I avoided mirror

Chapter Three — The Weight of the MoonSleep didn’t come gently.It dragged me under by the throat.The moment my eyes closed, heat poured through my veins like molten silver. My body arched off the bed, breath ripping from my lungs as images slammed into my mind forests older than memory, moons bleeding red, wolves bowing not to kings but to something else.To me.I woke with a scream tearing from my chest.The sound echoed off stone walls, raw and animal. I curled inward, clutching my ribs like they might split apart. My skin burned, every nerve buzzing like I’d been flayed and stitched back together wrong.The bond pulsed.Not violently this time steadily. Like a heartbeat that wasn’t mine.Ronan.I could feel him distantly, a presence at the edge of my awareness. Awake. Alert. Unmoving. It was infuriating how calm he felt while I was unraveling.Get out of my head, I thought viciously.Amusement brushed against the bond.I froze.You felt that, I accused.Yes, his voice answered n