JAX'S POV
In the depths of the night, as the moon shone brightly in the sky, I found myself immersed in a vivid dream. In my slumber, I transformed into a powerful, majestic werewolf, my senses heightened and my spirit wild.
As I roamed through a mystical forest, guided by the moonlight, I encountered a radiant figure, ethereal and captivating. She introduced herself as Ariel, the Moon Goddess, and spoke to me with a voice that echoed with both wisdom and grace.
"Jaxson," Ariel's voice resonated in my dream. "You are not merely a creature of the night but a being tied to the cycles of the moon. Your true mate, whom you have sent away, holds a profound connection to your destiny."
Confusion and regret flooded my dream-state. I recalled Aurora— the woman I had pushed away, consumed by my
