CHAPTER 1
The night sky stretched out like a vast canvas, painted with the ethereal glow of the full moon. Amidst the ancient trees and whispering leaves of the forest, a lone figure stood by the edge of a tranquil lake. His breath rose like puffs of steam in the chilly air, his heart beating in rhythm with the moon's inexorable pull.
Gabriel, a name whispered in reverence among the werewolves, was no ordinary man. He was a werewolf, marked by the moon's cycles, a creature of instinct and power. Yet, as he stood there, the moonlight bathing him in its silvery embrace, his thoughts were not consumed by the impending transformation. Instead, they were captivated by a pair of amethyst eyes that had seared themselves into his mind and heart.
Seraphina, a name as haunting as her beauty, lingered in his thoughts like a melancholic melody. She was a creature of darkness, a vampire whose alabaster skin seemed to shimmer in the moon's tender touch. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of shadows, framing features that were both delicate and alluring. Werewolves and vampires, two races fated to be enemies by nature, had been locked in a vicious dance of predator and prey for countless generations. But the heart, untamed and wild, cared little for such boundaries.