Fated to the moon

e cobblestone streets, his mind racing with questions that seemed to grow with every step he took. The moon hung high above, a pale sentinel in the sky, ca

thing irresistible that called to him,

shadow, graceful and fluid, as though she belonged in the night, rather than the world of ordinary people. She had led him through the city's twisting

her shoulders tensed, the faintest ripple of some

oftly, her voice carrying an edge he ha

thing, but every instinct screamed that something was terribly wrong. That

given him a cho

eling of impending doom creeping up his

looked at him, her eyes gleaming in the dim moonlight. There was something un

er voice almost a whisper. "You have a role to play. I didn't bring you h

unning through him. "I don't unders

e stepped closer, her voice lowering even more. "You're connected to all of this. The prophe

mething different about her-something otherworldly. But he never imagined that it would lead to this. A prophecy? Wolves? His mi

his?" he demanded, his vo

t. "Do you want to survive tonight, Ethan?" she asked sharply, her eyes narrowin

maze of narrow streets. The air felt heavier, charged with an energy he couldn't quite identify. It wa

t seemed strangely familiar, as if it had always been there, hiding in plain sight. The walls were thick with ivy, and t

rn stone. A faint glow appeared around her hand, and the d

oment, his feet glued to the ground as fear coursed throug

threshold and into

ter, a circle of runes was etched into the floor, glowing faintly with a blue light. The air smelled faintly of in

ng under her breath. Ethan felt a shiver run through him as the temperature seem

ned, his heart pounding. A tall figure stepped out from the darkness, his face hidden beneath

could see the tension in her posture. "I

o vibrate through the room. "No choice? It's always the

s throat dry. "Who are y

er, his eyes never leaving Ethan. "You don'

step back. "I don't understand an

de. "You can't go home, Ethan. Not now. You

ere isn't. Not now that the pr

his mind a storm of confusi

bout to say something crucial. But before she could speak, a loud cra

ran cold. "W

smile wide and dangerous. "

ing them inside. And then, the howls grew louder, closer, until the room itse