FIVE PART 1

Isabelle’S Point of View

"Tonight is a momentous occasion, my pack," he declared, his voice commanding attention and respect. The moonlight cast a mesmerizing glow on his figure, emphasizing his authority. "As the black moon graces our presence, we gather to celebrate not only the cycle of life and creation but also a sacred union between two souls."

The pack erupted in cheers and howls, their excitement palpable in the air. The beat of drums reverberated through the clearing, stirring a primal energy within me. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the rhythm, allowing it to carry me into a state of heightened anticipation.

The forest seemed to come alive with unseen forces, as if nature itself acknowledged the significance of this night. Leaves rustled in the wind, whispering secrets, and the scent of pine mingled with the earthy aroma of the forest floor. It was a symphony of sensations, a symphony that mirrored the surge of emotions coursing through my veins.

In this moment, I let go