Chapter 2: The Fated Meeting

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One fateful night, as the full moon hung high in the sky, Elara ventured into the forest to gather herbs for her potions. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and a sense of unease settled over her. She felt the pull of the prophecy, an invisible thread drawing her deeper into the woods.

Lucian, in his human form, watched her from the shadows. He had seen her before, a fleeting glimpse of beauty that haunted his dreams. But tonight, something was different. The pull he felt toward her was undeniable, a force stronger than the curse that bound him.

When their eyes met, the world seemed to stand still. Elara felt a jolt of recognition, as if she had known him in another life. Lucian stepped forward, his heart pounding in his chest. But before he could speak, the curse took hold, and he began to transform. His bones cracked, his skin stretched, and in moments, the man before her was gone, replaced by a towering wolf.

Elara should have been terrified, but instead, she felt a strange sense of calm. She reached out, her fingers brushing against the wolf's fur, and in that moment, a bond was formed—one that neither of them fully understood.

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