The Wolf at Midnight

s on the back of his neck standing at attention. He could feel the presence of the pack drawing near. Their call was not just physical but spiritual-woven deep into his bloodline, the pul

isoner to the curse,

it was different this time. There was no overwhelming rush, no ravenous need to submit to the beast within. The balance be

e way her touch soothed him, the quiet strength in her eyes. She was everything he had ever wanted, everything he had

his muscles tense and his instincts sharpening. From the darkness of the forest emerged figures-tall

light. His name was Kaelen, and he was Elias's older brother-a man he had once considered a friend, but now, after a

s low, commanding. "The pack needs you. You belong with us.

ree from the curse, to be something more than just a wolf, but here, standin

Elias said, his voice sharp. "I'm free

We've waited for you to return. We've protected this town in your absence, but the balance is fragile.

fighting for the pack, for a curse I didn't ask fo

adows, their eyes glowing faintly, watching, waiting. Kaelen took a step closer, his express

o a dangerous whisper. "You think you can have the life you want wit

reat was clear, but his resolve was stronger than ev

You're not strong enough to fight the pack alone, little brother. And I don't

e darkness of the forest. Elias stood alone in the clearing, his heart pounding. He had be

g through the trees, and she knew Elias had gone into the forest to face the pack. She wasn't sure what had happened b

re life taking action, making decisions, and shaping her destiny. She would not sit by while E

n what had happened. She had to be with him. She knew what was at stake. Elias's freedom wasn't just about breaking the c

ind and the distant growl of wolves echoed in the silence of the night. She didn't know

ind a way to stop the pack from coming after him-he couldn't let them drag him back into their world. His eyes

ake a stand. He had to protect Mara. The choice wa

asting an otherworldly glow on the world below. For a moment, he was tempted to let go-to give in to the pull of the

ias

art pounding. There, standing in the clearing was Mara. Her presence, lik

nything. The look in her eyes said it all: she wasn't

tude but also fear. "Mara, you s

this alone," she said, her voice steady and full of

elt so torn. The pack was coming, and he knew they would stop at nothing to bring him b

ted in his eyes, a reminder of the struggle ahead. But in Mar

the only hunters in the night. Elias and Mar