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The Runaway Moon

Evelyn, a young woman trapped in a loveless engagement orchestrated by her greedy adoptive parents, escapes her gilded prison on her wedding day. 

Fleeing into the dark forest, she encounters danger in the form of rogue wolves and is saved by Alaric, a mysterious and powerful man who harbors secrets of his own. Unbeknownst to Evelyn, her life is about to change forever.

Drawn to Alaric’s secluded estate, Evelyn discovers a hidden world of werewolves and begins to uncover truths about her identity. She learns she is the last descendant of an ancient and powerful werewolf bloodline, whose lineage holds the key to uniting the divided packs. As she grows closer to Alaric, the undeniable bond between them sparks an internal struggle, especially as she grapples with her newfound powers and role in this supernatural realm.

However, danger looms in the form of Darius, a ruthless rogue alpha determined to exploit Evelyn’s bloodline for his gain. He allies with her treacherous adoptive parents and unleashes chaos across the werewolf world. Evelyn, alongside Alaric and other allies, must unite the fractured packs to confront Darius and free them from his tyranny.

In a climactic battle, Evelyn discovers the strength of her heritage and fully transforms into the true alpha she was destined to become. With courage, love, and sacrifice, she defeats Darius, breaking the chains of an ancient pact that bound the werewolf packs to his rule.

Now a leader and symbol of hope, Evelyn begins rebuilding the werewolf community alongside Alaric, her fated mate. Together, they embrace a new era of unity, love, and healing, leaving behind the shadows of the past to forge a brighter future.   Runaway Moon is a tale of empowerment, destiny, and love against all odds.

The Runaway Moon

Chapter Eighteen: The Heart of the Storm

The days seemed to blur together in a whirlwind of preparation and tension. Evelyn knew that time was running out—Darius wasn't a man who waited, and the longer they delayed, the stronger his grip on the pact would become. Every day felt like a battle, one she wasn't entirely sure she was ready to fight. But there was no choice. She couldn't run anymore.

The enclave had begun to fortify its defenses. Warriors were on edge, sharpening their senses, and the council had called for a meeting to strategize their next move. Evelyn wasn't yet part of those discussions, but she could feel the weight of their decisions pressing down on her. The fate of their people now rested on her shoulders, and that truth, no matter how much she tried to deny it, kept her awake at night.