The Wolf Within

The Howl Beneath the Moon

They say the moon only shines when it borrows light from the sun.
But that night, under the full moon, it felt as if the light was stolen-from my soul.

Love was never supposed to feel this cold.
When Mike smiled, the world slowed down. His eyes, deep as twilight, carried something more than affection-something ancient, untamed. I thought I found warmth in him. I thought I had found forever.

But forever came wrapped in shadows.
Every heartbeat I shared with him was a whisper between the living and the dead. The night I fell for him, destiny had already marked me. My fate was sealed the moment his gaze met mine beneath that cursed moonlight.

Now, when the wolves call in the distance, I still hear his name echoing through the dark.
Love, they say, is beautiful.
But mine?
Mine was born of blood, moonlight, and the beast that hid behind a human smile.