The beast took slow, deliberate steps towards me. Its eyes were glowing red, like fire, very piercing. I wanted to stand, to run, but my legs refused to move. It was only when I tried to push myself up that a sharp sting shot through my left foot. I gasped, glancing down. My bare feet were streaked with blood, smeared with dirt and gravel. My shoes lay a few metres behind the beast, torn, lost in the chaos. The pain came second to the realisation. I wanted to confirm what I'd seen, to make sense of the sound that had haunted my dreams. And now here it was. Real. Tangible. Terrifying. At what cost had this truth come? My life? Would the world ever know what happened here? That Gwen White went missing, or was killed by something no one believed existed? A werewolf. Now I understood the meaning behind the elders' old warnings; sometimes it's best to stop digging before you hurt yourself. ___________ Gwen thought she had found peace when she married Ethan, a quiet, wealthy man who promised her safety and love. But when strange dreams, haunting instincts, and unexplainable cravings begin to surface, the truth claws its way out. Ethan isn't just a man. He's a werewolf, the Alpha of a hidden world where love is power and betrayal kills. Now pregnant with twins that shouldn't exist, Gwen's life is no longer her own. Her heart says to trust him; her fear says to run. Yet as danger closes in, she realises the greatest threat isn't the pack hunting her... It's the love she can't let go of.
