The night the crimson moon rose, the kingdom trembled. Elara had always known the prophecy was more than a bedtime tale, but when the wolf appeared at the castle gates, its eyes burning with secrets, she realized her fate was no longer her own. Bound by duty to marry a prince she did not love, Elara faced a choice: obey the crown, or follow the beast into the forest where whispers promised freedom—and danger. Every step she took echoed louder than the drums of war, and somewhere in the shadows, destiny waited with teeth bared.

Scott Howard dribbled the basketball down the court, sweat stinging his eyes under the harsh gym lights. The crowd’s cheers blurred into a single roar, but none of it drowned out the gnawing frustration in his chest. No matter how hard he tried, his team always seemed to fall short. Off the court, life wasn’t much easier. At seventeen, Scott felt invisible — overlooked by the girl he liked, underestimated by his classmates, and stuck in the shadow of bigger personalities. He wanted something to change, anything to make him stand out. That change came one restless night, when his body betrayed him. Fingernails sharpened, his heartbeat thundered, and a strange, wild energy surged through his veins. Scott wasn’t just a teenager anymore. He was something else. Something ancient. Something powerful.