Beneath the Silver Glow
The full moon hung low in the sky, casting its argent light over the forest. Trees stood like silent sentinels, their branches swaying gently in the midnight breeze. Talia had always avoided the woods on nights like this, but tonight was different. Something unexplainable had pulled her from her safe, familiar world and into the heart of the wilderness.
She stepped carefully, her boots crunching against dry leaves, heart pounding louder with each step. She wasn't afraid—at least not in the way she expected to be. It was anticipation, a feeling that something extraordinary was about to happen.
And then she saw him.
He stood on the edge of the clearing, his golden eyes glowing like embers. The moonlight danced over his sharp features, his presence both wild and magnetic. He wasn't fully shifted, but there was no denying what he was—what they both were.
"Who are you?" she asked, though her voice trembled.
The corners of his lips curved into a faint smile, revealing a hint of fangs. "You already know," he replied, his voice as deep and resonant as the forest itself.
Talia's breath hitched. There was something primal in his gaze, something that called to the part of her she'd spent years denying.
"Why are you here?" she whispered.
"To find you," he said simply, stepping closer.
As the moonlight bathed them both, Talia felt her world shift. Beneath the silver glow, nothing would ever be the same.