The Galcamoon's Mark

The monsters who hunt her don't yet know she's the only thing in the world that can destroy them.

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They say the Galcamoons hunt by scent.
They say once they've tasted your blood in the air, nothing can save you.

They've never hunted Elara Wyn.
Not yet.

Hidden since infancy, her scent dormant and her markings dim, Elara has lived a quiet life-unaware she is the only creature in existence who can terrify the monsters that once tore her world apart. A hybrid born from mystery, feared by beasts that know no fear, she is the answer to a prophecy whispered only in snarls.

When her dormant blood awakens, so does the world's oldest hunger.
The Galcamoons stir.
The stars hide again.
And a lone hunter named Arden stumbles into the storm she is becoming.

Secrets unravel. Desire ignites. Rage awakens.
What hunts her wants her dead...
but what lives inside her wants something far more dangerous.

She was never meant to be prey.
She was meant to be the storm that ends the hunt.