Bound by Moonlight: The rejected Luna's rise.

cent-sharp, metallic, and un

llage. Her pulse quickened, and she strained to listen beyond the rustling leaves. The nig

d around the cloak draped over her

o avoid the dry branches that thr

was hammering in her chest. The scent of blood was s

he saw

gerously close to the packhouse. Their coats wer

ard the stories-how rogue wolves killed without reason, driven by bloodlust and madness. Ai

d to warn

g to run, but a low growl st

gues had caug

f locked eyes with her-amber, wild

n her throat. Her f

u

he co

ogue

into him, knocking the rogue off its feet. The air crackled with pow

rk wolves tore into the rogues with brutal efficienc

through the chaos like a shadow. Marcus circled him, his own coat a deep charcoal grey.

battle unfold. She should leave. She should

yed rooted

, charging toward the villag

oticed

tstretched. She wasn't sure what possessed her to do it-whet

arled, lungi

for impact, bu

nd its throat in one swift, violent motion. The rogue fell li

d toward her. For a long moment, he held her gaze,

s fur

him palpable even in the silence that followed. His bare chest r

oice was low, dangerous, and laced with

luntary step bac

her, his eyes flashing.

now,

ed, cutting off her protest. "

weight of his glare suffoca

think throwing yourself at

his arms. "She did distract it long

him a war

gged. "I'm

m, heart still racing. "I'

ou need to understand something, Selene. Strength isn't abo

ng more than

nodding stiffly

before turning away. "Marcus, take car

ief glance of sympathy before s

Selene." His voice was softer this time, but the edge

into the trees, her chest

ying to get

was still the weak one-the girl wh

ched into fist

der her breath, the resolve settl