Gloria jolted awake, her chest heaving, hands clutching the damp sheets. She sat up, her body drenched in a cold sweat, tears streaming down her face, soaking the bed. "Ah... it's just a nightmare," she whispered, though her voice quivered. She wiped her face with trembling hands, but the unease refused to fade.
The nightmares had started when she turned fifteen, violent and relentless. Her family had thought they'd stopped, but they hadn't.Gloria came from a family of power—supernatural beings whose wealth and influence spanned generations. The Nighthaven family. Among the elites of their world, her family was feared and revered. They weren't human, not fully. Her parents were powerful shapeshifters, masters of both the human world and the magical realm.
Yet even with all their strength, Gloria felt alone in her struggle, haunted by dreams that her family, for all their power, couldn't explain.In her nightmares, she wasn't just a monster—she was something ancient and terrifying. She transformed into the Blood Moon Wolf, a beast of unimaginable power. Its red eyes glowed like embers in the dark, its fur black as shadow, and its form towering, powerful enough to destroy entire realms. And in every dream, she did just that. She tore through the two realms—the Light Realm and the Shadow Realm—destroying them both, leaving nothing but ruin.Her family had once whispered legends of the Blood Moon, an ancient goddess of destruction and rebirth.
According to the stories, the goddess's soul was so powerful that it couldn't be contained in a single lifetime. She was reincarnated every few centuries, returning when the balance between the realms was threatened. Gloria had grown up hearing these tales but never imagined that she could be a part of them. She had always thought they were just stories.But then, on her fifteenth birthday, the dreams began.The nightmares were always the same. She would stand on a battlefield between the two realms, her body no longer her own. Her transformation into the Blood Moon Wolf was agonizing—bones shifting, skin stretching, until she was something else entirely.
She became a force of nature, a harbinger of death. Her claws slashed through time and space itself, her howls shattered the stars, and her fury destroyed everything in her path. And yet, there was always one realm she could not touch—the Forbidden Realm.The Forbidden Realm existed beyond time, sealed away by the gods themselves. No mortal, no creature, no god could enter. Those who dared to defy its boundaries were erased, lost forever. But in the dreams, Gloria felt the Forbidden Realm calling to her, pulling at her with a force she didn't understand.
Every time, just as she approached its boundaries, the dream would end, and she would wake up, drenched in fear and confusion.Tonight had been no different. The dream had left her trembling, the taste of destruction still fresh in her mind. She hated it—the power, the uncontrollable rage that filled her when she transformed. She didn't want to be the Blood Moon Wolf. She didn't want to destroy. But the dreams were growing stronger, and Gloria feared what they meant.She looked out the window of her room, the moon hanging high in the sky, its light bathing the world in a silvery glow. The moon. Every dream, it was there—always blood-red, always full. She shuddered at the thought.Her parents had tried everything to help her. They had consulted witches, seers, and even ancient spirits, but none of them could explain the dreams.
Her father believed it was some form of ancestral magic that would pass with time. Her mother, however, suspected something more profound."Your power is waking up," her mother had told her once, when Gloria confessed the details of her nightmare. "The Blood Moon runs in our bloodline. We are its descendants, but no one has seen the goddess's power in centuries. If it's choosing you, it means something is coming. Something terrible."Gloria hadn't wanted to believe her. She had hoped her mother was wrong. But the nightmares wouldn't stop. And they were getting worse. Tonight, the destruction had felt more real than ever. In the dream, she had stood atop the ruins of the Light and Shadow Realms, the sky blackened, the air filled with ash. She had felt the Forbidden Realm calling her, louder than before, its power pulling her closer. She hadn't crossed the threshold, but she knew that soon, she would.She rose from the bed, her legs shaky as she walked to the window. The night was quiet, the world seemingly at peace, but Gloria knew better. Something was coming. She could feel it in her bones. Her reflection in the window caught her attention, and for a moment, she swore her eyes glowed red, just like in the dream. Her breath caught in her throat."No," she whispered, shaking her head. "It's just a nightmare."But deep down, Gloria knew the truth.
She wasn't just a girl plagued by dreams. She was the reincarnation of the Blood Moon Wolf, a goddess whose power could destroy entire realms. And the nightmares weren't just warnings—they were prophecies.The Blood Moon was rising, and soon, Gloria would have to face her destiny.