The night was dark and stormy. Rain poured down, making the roads slick and treacherous. Illana Samuel gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles white. Tears blurred her vision, but she didn’t care. She just needed to get away.
She had thought Adam was the one. They had plans, dreams, and a future together. But tonight, all of that shattered. She had walked in on him with another woman, and his excuses were as flimsy as paper. Heartbroken and furious, Illana had grabbed her keys and stormed out.
The highway was empty, just the way she wanted it. She needed to be alone, to think, to scream, to cry. The radio was off, the only sound the relentless pounding of the rain against the car. She pressed harder on the gas, wanting to leave everything behind as fast as possible.
Suddenly, she saw headlights coming toward her. The truck was on the wrong side of the road. She swerved, but it was too late. The impact was instant and brutal, a deafening crash followed by a jolt of pain and then... darkness.
When Illana woke up, it wasn’t in a hospital. She was lying on a soft bed in a dimly lit room. The air smelled different—earthy and fresh. She tried to sit up, but something felt off. She looked down at her hands. They weren’t her hands. They were slender, delicate, and adorned with silver rings.
Panic set in. She stumbled out of bed and caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror. The reflection staring back was not her own. She saw a beautiful woman with long, dark hair and striking features. This wasn’t her body.
Before she could process what was happening, the door creaked open. A tall, imposing man with piercing blue eyes entered. His presence filled the room with authority and power.
“Welcome, Luna,” he said, his voice deep and calm. “I am Alpha Kael. You are safe now.”
Illana’s mind raced. Luna? Alpha? What was going on? She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. She had to understand this new world, this new life. Because one thing was clear: her old life was gone forever.