Tangled In Moonlight: Unshifted นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I must have turned green because the next thing that happened was someone shoving my head over the edge of my bed just as I threw up whatever contents I had in my stomach. Jasper's body was slammed into my view, making me vomit again. Everything was on fire, I tried to reach up for my mate mark on instinct but my hands were still tied. I was trembling in my bed, my eyes flicking over every single person there, all of them strangers. Were they all rogues? If Jasper lost with that one rogue, then where is he? Am I about to become a sexual servant to these beasts? 'Dahlia... please... come back to me... tell me I'm not about to die... Tell me it's a lie... some sick joke... Oh Jasper... Oh Godd

A shift in air. Isolde’s eyes locked on the silhouette outside. Tall. Broad. Unmoving. No umbrella. Just rain soaking his shoulders. Mikhail clicked furiously on the trackpad, scrolling through progress logs. “Upload’s crawling. I’ve split it across five mirror servers, but this thing’s got encrypted deadweights. It’ll take eight minutes.” “Do it at six,” she murmured. “I’m not a wizard, Wrenleigh.” A drop of water slid from her temple down her cheek, hot despite the chill. Her instincts were screaming now not from paranoia but precision. Something about the man outside…

If they reach the establishment, they’ll bring the entirety put down on beat of the Blood Moon pack. “Atlas!” I yell down to him, where he’s in his wolf shape nearby Claire and Ivy. “We require to—” Then something hammers into me in midair, sending me rushing through space. The world turns, my wings tangle around me, and my grasp on my enchantment breaks down. Following thing I know, I’m falling, fair like in my ancient dream, diving descending as the ground races up to meet me…

I felt connected, not fearful. The moon rose that night. Clear. Pale. Silver over the forest floor. Shadows sharp. Wolves gathered in the clearing. Alpha at center. Half-shifted, but calm, controlled. I felt it first. Moonmark pulsing lightly on my wrist. Unstable before, flickering, uncertain. Now steady. Permanent. Clear. Glowing faintly under moonlight. Same shape as his. Same glow. Bonded. Unbreakable. I lifted my sleeve slightly. Pulled it back. Luminous, matching his. Gold glow faint but is visible. Heart thumped hard. Bond echoes every sensation. Pressure, warmth, pulse. Connection real, physical, undeniable.

I held him, and the throbbing discomfort between my legs faded. He slowly opened his eyes. "Zara, my love." The Moon, once obscured by the Earth's shadow, begins to emerge, casting a soft, silvery glow that bathes our naked bodies in an otherworldly light. The air feels crisp and refreshing against my skin, carrying a faint, mystical fragrance of pine needles and Earth, intensified by the lunar spell.

Chapter 7: Feral Surrender The world blurred into a haze of silver light and snarling shadows as I lunged at Thorne, my claws slicing through the air toward his chest. The poison burned like fire in my veins, twisting my thoughts into a storm of raw hunger and rage. His blood already scented the air from the shallow cuts I'd raked earlier, sharp and metallic, mixing with the damp earth of the glade we'd stumbled into. The moon watched from above, full and merciless, bathing everything in a glow that made my skin prickle, my partial shift pulling at me like an unbreakable tether. Fur sprouted along my arms in patches, my eyes stinging as they shifted, glowing with that wild, unnatural light.

Ally and Tori seemed torn, weather to shift too and run after them, or to see if I was going to change. I couldn't blame them for wanting to run. Yesterday I'd shifted twice. The first one while -annoyingly- I was in the shower. It had taken me 15 minutes of hot water before I shifted back, while being yelled at to get out. I'd shifted again just before dinner while I tried to win in pool against Sky. He's laughed when I shifted and look down at me and said; 'good thing it's not your turn' before pocketing a ball and grinning at me. I was a wolf for nearly half an hour and had to wait to change back before I got dinner.

I tried to distract myself by scrolling through social media, but my mind kept drifting back to Lovette. My nose twitched as I caught a faint whiff of something strange in the air. It was a smell I couldn’t quite place, but it set off alarm bells in my head. My senses were on high alert as I scanned the area, trying to determine the source of the unusual scent. I heard the explosions first, a loud, jarring sound that made my ears ring. The next thing I saw was big black rogues, already shifting and ready to devour the humans. The sound of shattering glass and screams filled the air as the group of rogue shifters burst through the windows and doors of the restaurant, their fur black as night

The moon broke free of the clouds overhead, flooding the ruined courtyard with silver light. Somewhere in the north— The other Moon-Marked was awake. And the world had shifted forever.