Blood Moon Bride - Part 1
Isla stood barefoot in the moonlit clearing, the white silk dress clinging to her curves like a second skin.
The fabric was thin, almost translucent under the crimson glow of the Blood Moon, leaving little to the imagination. Her heart hammered against her ribs as the entire pack gathered in a wide circle around the ancient stone altar.
Hundreds of glowing eyes watched her with a mixture of hunger, curiosity, and reverence. Tonight was the Blood Moon Ceremony, the sacred night when the pack chose a human bride for their future Alpha to ensure strong bloodlines for the next generation.
"Step forward, Isla," the deep, commanding voice of Alpha Thorne cut through the night air.
Isla took a steadying breath and walked toward the altar. At twenty-three years old
