Luna's destiny: A werewolf romance

The smell of rain soaked earth and the far away, steady chirping of crickets usually calm Luna Jones to sleep. But tonight, a strange unease that kept her tumbling and turning underneath the mushy cottons. Her dreams of creativity of vibrant colors and fantastic landscape were now haunted by shadows, the whispering of unseen creatures and the horrifying blink of silver eyes in the darkness. Luna got up, her heartbeat pounding fast. She takes a quick look at the clock which is 3:30 AM. She felt a mysterious pull, a magnetic force pulling her towards the windows, towards the dark plain of Basswood forest that boarded off Havenwood. The forest seems to wave at her, the shadows whisper some secrets she couldn't understand. Luna found herself by the window side. She felt a strange touch of familiarity, a connection to the darkness that interested and horrified her. A sudden pain pierced through her, followed by clear images( a pack of wolves running around the moonlight forest, their hair appearing silver. Luna breath heavily, holding her head, the images fading away immediately as the appeared. The next morning, she (Luna) found herself at her coffee shop, “Havenwood coffee shop,” comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee was her place of safety were she had peace of mind, escaping the strange unease that had resolved around her. Luna saw a book in a book shelf at the library, written in silver letters “Legends of Basswood”. Her curiosity, with a strange sense of importance, made her open the book. Each page was filled with ancient creatures, hidden pathways, and a powerful ancestry of guardians who shield the forest from darkness. Luna's heart beat heavily as she read about the Eldora pack, a group of guardians with the ability to shift into wolves and the legend of prophecies Luna, a woman is bound to cross the path between humans and the werewolf. The stories felt familiar, as if she reading about her own self, a past she couldn't remember. She was anxious mixed with unquestionable excitement. That evening, Luna found herself pushed towards the edge of Basswood forest. The air was fresh with the sweaty earth and the silence was broken by the rustling of leaves. She went into the forest, following a visible path that wound it's way into the thick undergrowth. She felt as if she being watched, as if mysterious eyes were following her every move. Suddenly, a figure appeared from the darkness, a man of stunning height, his eyes, a significant shade of silver, locked into hers, sending a signal down her spine. “You shouldn't be here,” he said, his voice deep and low, resounding through the silent forest. “This place is risky.” “I was drawn here,” Luna stuttered, her voice barely speaking. “I don't know why.” He took a step closer, his presence cast an air of raw power. “Tired?” he repeated, with a clue of disbelief. Before Luna could counter, a low snarl sound through the trees, followed by the sound of cracking shoots. The man's eye widened, his expression changed making it unrevealing. “We need to go,” he said, his voice burning. He holds out for her, and his hand around her wrist, his touch, making her feel a jar of electricity through her veins. “Wait,” Luna voiced out, her mind stumbling. “Who are you? What's happening?” He didn't respond. Instead, he dragged her deeper into the forest. Luna staggered after him, her heart beat heavily in her chest. He stopped, turning to face her, his appearance faded in the darkness. “You're not safe here,” he said, “you need to leave.” “But I don't understand,” Luna argued, her mind beat fast. “I don't even know who you're.” “My name is Henry,” he said, “And I am here to protect you.” “Protect me from what?” Luna asked, feeling confused at the moment. Henry delayed, observed her for some minutes and said “I'm protecting you from the dangers of this forest, “ from the creatures that hide in the shadows. Luna trembles, her eyes broadened. “Creatures?” She repeated, her voice speaking softly. Henry nodded, his appearance unapproachable. “This forest is not what it seems,” he said. “There are some things here that you shouldn't believe, things that could destroy you.” He reached out, his hand calmly her cheek. Luna withdrew at his touch, but he didn't pull away. “You did to trust me,” he said, his voice calm and reassuring. “I won't let anything harm you, I'm here to protect you.” Luna stared into his eyes, power both terrifying and comforting. She felt an unusual pull towards him, a sense of trust that refused to obey. “Okay,” she whispered, “I trust you.” Henry nodded, a blink of relief crossing his eye. “Come on,” he said, placing her hand in his. “I'll take you to safety.” He walked her through the forest, his movement, his hand comfortably and reassuring in hers. Luna followed, she panic gradually giving way to a strange sense of intensity. She felt as if she were stepping into a secretive world, a world of hidden secrets and danger, a world where the impossible seemed possible. Henry explained to Luna about Basswood forest, a truth that breaks Luna's perception about reality. He spoke of hidden pathways, ancient creatures and powerful lineage of guardians who protected the forest from darkness. He told her about the Eldora Pack, a group of guardians with the ability to shift into wolves, and the legend of prophecied Luna, a woman bound to cross the path between humans and the wild. Luna listened, her mind stumbled with the suggestion of his words. She had stumbled upon a world she never knew had existed. A world that was terrifying and thrilling. And she, a woman who as always felt like an outsider, was kind of connected to it, a key contender in a destiny she was only beginning to understand. As the reached the end of the forest, the first glam of sunrise were breaking. Henry stopped, turning to her face, his appearance a blend of concern and a sense of purpose. “You can't tell anyone about this,” he said, his voice weighty. “ This must remain a secret between the both of us.” Luna nodded, her heart beating fast with the force of his words. She knew her life would never be the same, that she had crossed into a path of secrets and danger. But she was also well away of that she couldn't turn back, that she was destiny to this world, bound to this world, and to the man with a silver eyes who had shown her the way.