Scarred Under Moonlight

Mason Moonclaw, leader of the Silverfang Pack. From her first breath, her life

r in his darkest days. She had been everything to him his partner, his balance, his true mate chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. And then, too soon, she was gone. The pack whispered th

r

ay. His reason to fight. His reason

th and certainty. A son to continue the Moonclaw bloodline, to wield the power of Silverfang without question

d laughed with Elena's joy, his doubts began to crumble. He trained her himself, molding her into something even the old laws of wolves had never seen a

her father's daughter, and though she had lived a sheltered, carefree life in many ways, she knew the weight of what a

ight was her last

ung fat and silver above the treetops. Her father had forbidden her to be out alone this late, but the walls of the packhouse

harper tonight the rustle of leaves, the chirp of crickets, the soft hoot of an owl somewhere

ment caug

t thinking, she gave chase, laughter spilling from her as her boots crunched over twigs and moss. For a moment, she was not the daughter of a

e gasped, cradling it gently, marveling at its softness, at the quick thrum of its heartbeat

the simple joy of the moment. But the rabbit wrig

r gaze again, the w

it had always been. Its glow was sharp, harsh, almost cruel. She shivered,

omach

he was standing at the very edge of Silverfang Forest

uld calm her racing thoughts, a strange heat surged through her veins. Her chest tightened. Her pulse quickened. It was the first ripple of transformation. Tomorro

gnawing at her belly, she felt a spark of pride. She would be the first female Alpha. She wou

e was m

n

a branch spli

m the trees, fast and merciless. Strong hands slammed her to the ground. She gaspe

her strength. Her nails raked across his arms, her legs kicked, he

sible. A human, here? On Silverfang land? Her mind re

voice was swallowed by the vast e

red. Pain. Sha

rt, her body broken, her soul shattering bene

g but never falling. The moonlight mocked he

Her soul screamed. She staggered forward, clutching herself, searching for the shadow w

sion, but saw nothing. She did not notice the faint crest glowing o

s, trembling. She had been violated. Shatter

ce whispered the truth

s no

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