Awakening of the Moonbound
Elara woke to a silence she didn’t recognize. The usual hum of the keep…..the creak of timber, the low murmur of the pack stirring…… was absent. Instead, the world felt hollowed out, as though she had slipped between seconds and landed in a quiet that belonged only to herself. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she felt immediately different.
There was a warmth running through her veins, slow and insistent, spreading from her chest down to her fingertips and toes. Her hands rose instinctively, brushing across her skin, and she realized that the warmth was almost luminous. A soft, silver glow seeped from her palms, faint but unmistakable, settling on her arms and shoulders like the brush of moonlight itself.
She froze, breath hitching. The glow pulsed gently, matc
