In the heart of a dense, sprawling forest, where shadows danced beneath the silver glow of the moon, lived a tight-knit pack of werewolves known as the Silver Wolves. Among them was Aria, a fierce and independent young woman with fiery red hair and emerald-green eyes that sparkled like gemstones. Despite her wolf heritage, she found herself longing for something more than the ordinary life of a pack member. She dreamed of adventure, romance, and the kind of passion that left one breathless.
As the Moon Festival approached, a celebration of their wolf culture and a time for mates to be claimed under the full moon, excitement buzzed through the air. However, Aria felt a strange sense of foreboding. She had never been drawn to the idea of being claimed by a mate. The thought of someone else possessing her heart felt suffocating, even as her instincts stirred at the mere mention of the word "mate."