When The Moon Chose Me

When The Moon Chose Me

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One night. One howl. One kiss that changed everything. Seventeen-year-old Ethan Cross wakes up with blood on his hands and a wolf in his soul. Marked by an ancient pack and hunted by shadowy enemies, he's thrust into a war he doesn't understand-where every full moon threatens to steal his humanity. Maya Reed is the only person who can calm the beast inside him. She's also hiding the truth about who she really is. As danger closes in and the moon tightens its grip, Ethan must choose between running from the monster he's becoming-or embracing it to protect the girl who makes his heart remember how to be human.

When The Moon Chose Me Chapter 1 The Night the Moon Watched Me

The moon had never felt this close before.

It followed me as I walked, sliding between the clouds like an unblinking eye. Every step I took home from school felt wrong, as if I were moving deeper into something I couldn't see but could somehow sense-something waiting.

My hands were shaking.

Not from cold. From something else.

The street was quiet, too quiet. The usual sounds of the neighborhood-cars passing, music drifting from open windows, laughter-were gone. Even the crickets were silent. The only sound was my breathing, uneven and loud in my ears.

Then my heart started racing.

Not the normal kind. This was fast. Wild. Like it was trying to escape my chest.

I stopped walking.

For a moment, I just stood there under the streetlight, staring at my hands. The skin looked the same, but it didn't feel the same. Heat pulsed beneath it. My fingers twitched as if they didn't belong to me anymore.

"Get it together," I muttered.

That was when I smelled it.

Blood.

The scent hit me so hard I staggered back, my stomach twisting. It was sharp and metallic, thick in the air-close. Way too close. My mouth filled with saliva, and the sudden hunger that followed terrified me more than the smell itself.

I spun around.

Nothing.

The street was empty, stretching out in both directions. My house was only two blocks away. I should've run. I knew that. Every instinct screamed at me to turn around and go home.

Instead, my feet carried me toward the alley beside the old grocery store.

The darkness there seemed deeper than it should've been, swallowing the moonlight whole. I stood at the entrance, frozen, my pulse pounding so hard I could hear it.

Don't go in, my mind warned.

I stepped forward anyway.

The pain came without warning.

It exploded in my chest, sharp and unbearable, like my ribs were being crushed from the inside. I cried out, dropping to my knees as fire tore through my muscles. My vision blurred. The world tilted.

Something inside me shifted.

Bones cracked.

I screamed-but the sound broke halfway out, twisting into something raw and animalistic. My spine arched as pressure ripped through my body, every nerve screaming at once. I felt taller. Heavier. Stronger.

Terrified.

I clawed at the ground, my nails scraping against concrete-no, digging into it. They were longer now. Sharper. I watched in horror as they split through my skin, black and curved like talons.

"No," I gasped. "This isn't real."

But it was.

My senses sharpened violently. I could hear everything-the wind brushing leaves on the other side of the street, a rat scurrying inside a dumpster, a heartbeat that wasn't mine.

I lifted my head.

At the end of the alley, something moved.

Two eyes glowed in the darkness, watching me.

A low growl rumbled from my chest, vibrating through my bones. It didn't sound human. It sounded like a warning.

The eyes didn't flinch.

Fear surged through me, but beneath it was something worse-recognition. Whatever was standing there knew what I was becoming.

The moon broke through the clouds then, flooding the alley with silver light.

That's when I saw my reflection in a shattered piece of glass on the ground.

My eyes weren't brown anymore.

They were gold.

The thing in the alley stepped closer, and somewhere deep inside me, a voice whispered:

Run... or hunt.

Before I could choose, a howl tore out of my throat-loud, powerful, and wrong.

And in the distance, the night answered back.

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“One night. One howl. One kiss that changed everything. Seventeen-year-old Ethan Cross wakes up with blood on his hands and a wolf in his soul. Marked by an ancient pack and hunted by shadowy enemies, he's thrust into a war he doesn't understand-where every full moon threatens to steal his humanity. Maya Reed is the only person who can calm the beast inside him. She's also hiding the truth about who she really is. As danger closes in and the moon tightens its grip, Ethan must choose between running from the monster he's becoming-or embracing it to protect the girl who makes his heart remember how to be human.”
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Chapter 1 The Night the Moon Watched Me

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Chapter 2 Blood on My Hands

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Chapter 3 The Truth in My Uncle's Eyes

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Chapter 4 When Her Heartbeat Betrayed Us

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Chapter 5 The Mark Beneath My Skin

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Chapter 6 Bound by Her Touch

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Chapter 7 The Pack That Watched Me Breathe

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Chapter 8 What the Moon Forbids

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Chapter 9 The Circle That Bites

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Chapter 10 The Night I Chose the Monster

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Chapter 11 Black Hollow

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Chapter 12 The Trial That Was Never Meant to Be Fair

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Chapter 13 The Weight Of A Crown Not Yet Earne

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Chapter 14 When the Wards Fell Silent

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Chapter 15 The Line That Was Never Meant to Be Crossed

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Chapter 16 The Shape of What Hunts Us

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Chapter 17 The Road That Bled Moonlight

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Chapter 18 What It Means to Hold the Door

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Chapter 19 What Stands on the Other Side

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Chapter 20 The Shape of Choosing

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Chapter 21 The Weight of Staying

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Chapter 22 The Things That Answer Back

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Chapter 23 The Cost of Being Seen

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Chapter 24 When the World Leans In

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Chapter 25 The Cost of Choosing

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Chapter 26 The First Crack

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Chapter 27 Lines in the Blood

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Chapter 28 What Does Not Ask

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Chapter 29 The Echo After Impact

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Chapter 30 The Shape of an Invitation

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Chapter 31 Fracture Theory

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Chapter 32 Fracture Theory II

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Chapter 33 Fracture Theory III

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Chapter 34 The Cost of Listening

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Chapter 35 The Weight of Keeping

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Chapter 36 First Contact I

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Chapter 37 First Contact II

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Chapter 38 Lines Under Pressure

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Chapter 39 What Permission Costs

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Chapter 40 The Weight That Answers Back

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