Kuraht

Kuraht's Book(1)

Feral desire

Werewolf

5.0

Kael's been alone on this island for what felt like an enternity. The endless blue waters,the scorching sun, suffocating silence... it was a never ending torment. He had lost count of the days, the weeks, the months, maybe even years, since he'd been stranded on this desolate island. The isolation was a torment, a constant reminder of his solitude. But there was one night, every month, when his loneliness became almost unbearable, the full moon night. It was the night when the beast within him stirred, when the primal urges he'd tried to suppress for so long finally broke free. Kael's body would contort, his muscles twisting, his senses heightening as he transformed into a creature driven by instinct and raw power. The full moon night was a double-edged sword, a liberation from his human constraints, yet a reminder of the monster he harbored within. And as the moon began to rise, casting an eerie glow over the island, Kael felt the familiar stirrings of his beast, straining to be unleashed. But then, he saw her. Princess farah. A vision of loveliness, with skin as pale as the sand and hair as black as the night. She was a fleeting glimpse of perfection,a whispered promise of salvation. He watched her, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't dare approach her, didn't dare breath a word. he was a ghost,a shadow, a monster. And yet,he couldn't tear his eyes away. he was captivated by her beauty,her laughter,her joy. His mate In that moment, he knew he'd do anything to make her his. Anything...