Moonstruck Hearts
A small, hidden space in the woods where the moonlight filtered down through the canopy, casting an eerie glow on the figures waiting for us.
They were watching us—waiting.
I stepped forward, heart racing. The clearing was alive with an energy I couldn’t describe, but I could feel the eyes on me, could sense the power that pulsed from the shadows. My breath quickened as I saw them—the pack.
There were four of them. Two men, two women. They stood in a loose circle, their eyes sharp and calculating. Every one of them had a predatory air about them, like they were waiting for something, sizing me up as I approached.
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