A Lycans Love

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale silver glow over the dense, untamed forest. A chill breeze stirred the ancient trees, their limbs swaying gently in the night air. A figure moved swiftly through the underbrush, her footsteps light but purposeful, careful not to alert the creatures of the night.

Selene's heart pounded in her chest, matching the rhythm of her quick steps. She knew she was close. She could feel it. The familiar pull of the pack, the bond that tethered her to the world of Lycans-half-human, half-wolf, and always connected by the moon.

Her silver-gray eyes flickered to the sky, where the full moon was just beginning to rise, and her body responded before she could stop it. Her muscles tensed, her teeth sharpened, and a familiar ache spread through her bones. She was on the cusp of the change, and if she didn't reach the clearing soon, the transformation would take over completely.

The call of the pack was near.

Selene wasn't like the others. She wasn't content to simply follow the rules of the pack, bound by tradition. There was something deeper in her, a desire to break free from the rigid structure of their lives. But that desire also made her dangerous. She'd seen what happened to Lycans who strayed too far from the pack's code-the punishment could be severe.

The pack was led by her brother, Zane. He was strong, fierce, and loyal, embodying everything a Lycan leader should be. But Zane had always been too protective of her, too cautious in his decisions, especially when it came to the question of her future. He wanted her to marry, to settle down with one of the young warriors in the pack. But Selene could never imagine herself bound by the constraints of tradition, especially when her heart craved something... different.

The clearing appeared in front of her, bathed in the moonlight's glow. It was here that the pack gathered for their rituals, where the bond between them was strengthened under the full moon. But tonight, Selene wasn't here to join the pack's ritual.

She was here for him.

Chapter 2: The Forbidden One

Luca was everything the pack disapproved of. He was a rogue, an outsider. Unlike the others who obeyed the laws of the pack, he had been exiled for breaking the most sacred rule of all: he had fallen in love with a human. No one knew exactly what had happened that night, but the consequences had been severe. And now, Luca lived on the fringes of the world he had once belonged to.

But Selene had always felt an inexplicable pull toward him, even as a child. She had heard the stories about him—how he was once a promising warrior, a future leader of the pack before his exile. He had been cast out for his love of a human woman, a bond that had never been broken, even in death.

Luca was a ghost to her now, a shadow of what he had once been. But there was something in his eyes, a fire that refused to die, a spark of defiance that matched her own.

She stepped into the clearing, her breath coming out in sharp, controlled gasps. The smell of damp earth and pine filled her senses. And there, standing by the old oak tree, was Luca. He had the same untamed look she remembered—his dark hair wild, eyes glowing like embers under the moonlight. He hadn’t changed, and neither had the pull between them.