|| OKSANA'S POV ||
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver luminescence upon the dense forest as I ventured alone, guided by the pulsating energy of the stones adorning my wrists. The pack's sanctuary lay ahead, enshrouded in the mystique of ancient trees and the whispers of the nocturnal realm.
As I delved deeper into the heart of the forest, the stones resonated with an ethereal hum, attuned to the unseen threads that connected me to the supernatural tapestry. A subtle tension permeated the air, a palpable awareness that bespoke the presence of an intruder within the pack's territory.
The moon goddess, guardian of the night, revealed herself amidst the silver-dappled foliage. Her form, a celestial embodiment of lunar radiance, radiated an otherworldly grace. "Oksana, see
