Here's Chapter 3 for Whispers of the Moon.
Chapter 3: The Watcher in the Dark
The footsteps stopped.
Aria and Leo stood frozen, their hands clasped tightly together as silence stretched through the night. The air felt heavy—charged with something unseen.
Then, a soft sound.
Not a footstep this time.
A whisper.
"She sees. She listens."
Aria's breath caught in her throat. The voice wasn't coming from inside her head. It was coming from outside.
Leo's grip on her hand tightened. "Aria," he whispered, barely audible. "We need to hide."
She nodded, her heart pounding. Moving as quietly as possible, she pulled him toward the bed and slipped beneath it, pressing herself into the shadows. The wooden floor above them creaked as something moved outside their window.
A shadow passed by.
Aria held her breath. Through the tiny gap beneath the bed, she could see a faint glow—a pair of pale blue eyes staring through the glass. The figure outside was tall and hooded, its presence unnatural, as if the darkness itself had formed into something living.
A voice, low and chilling, murmured from outside.
"You cannot hide from fate, child of the moon."
Leo stiffened beside her, his body trembling. Aria squeezed his hand, willing him to stay silent.
The figure lingered. Then, without warning, it turned and vanished—dissolving into the night like smoke.
For a long moment, neither of them moved.
Then, Leo let out a shaky breath. "Aria… what was that?"
She didn't know.
But deep in her heart, she felt it.