Beginning of the road
The last thing I remember before my body finally gave out was the smell of blood in the air.
Three corpses lay only a few meters away from me.
My muscles burned with exhaustion.Every breath felt heavier than the last.
I tried to stay conscious. I really did.
But deep down, I already knew I had reached my limit.
The voices around me faded in and out like distant echoes, impossible to understand.And then came the feeling I hated more than anything else in this world.
Fear.
Not fear for myself.
Fear of losing her.
Then I heard the one voice that could still calm the storm inside me.
My wolf.
My other half.My best friend.My home.
Ulrich.
“You can sleep now, Dora… We’re safe.”
Seven Years Earlier…
I grew up in Moonpack, one of the many packs ruled under the Alpha King.
Inside our territory, packs had freedom.But beyond those borders, nothing happened without the King’s permission.
That was the law.
I never had many friends growing up.
Just one.
Luke.
The future Alpha of our pack.
We had been inseparable since childhood, and honestly… anyone with eyes could see there was something more between us.
At least on my side.
I had a crush on him for as long as I could remember.
I knew it was dangerous to let myself feel that way.Werewolves were destined to meet their mates eventually, and when that happened, everything changed.
Still…
The heart doesn’t care about logic.
And it definitely doesn’t ask permission before falling in love.
Luke was a year older than me, which meant he had already gone through his first shift.
It happened the week of his eighteenth birthday.
Since then, both of us had felt… off.
Uneasy.
Like something was changing beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to explode.
I couldn’t explain it.
But my wolf could feel it too.
Yes, wolf.
I had been hearing her voice since I was eleven years old.
Normally, wolves didn’t awaken until shortly before the first shift, but nothing about me had ever been normal.
My mother was a witch.
My father was the Beta of Moonpack.
A witch mated to a werewolf was practically unheard of.Most people believed it was impossible.
But no one could go against the will of the Moon Goddess.
She created our bonds.She created fate itself.
And somehow…
She created me.
Half werewolf.
Half witch.
Though only my father knew about the witch side of me.
To everyone else, I was just another wolf in the pack.
And it needed to stay that way.
Then suddenly…
I heard a familiar voice behind me.
A voice that should have comforted me.
But instead, it sent a strange chill crawling down my spine.
“Hey, beautiful. It’s been a while.”
Luke.
I had known him my entire life.
But in that moment…
He felt like a stranger.
“Luke,” I said softly, forcing a smile. “I’ve been looking for you. Where have you been?”
He shrugged casually, though something about him felt different now.
Sharper. Colder.
“You know I’m officially next in line to become Alpha,” he said. “Things have been busy.”
Then his expression softened slightly.
“But maybe I can make it up to you tonight. Want to hang out?”
The moment he asked, Ulrich stirred restlessly inside my head.
That wasn’t normal.
Usually, my wolf adored Luke.She had spent years insisting he would become our mate someday.
But now…
She didn’t want to go near him.
A warning pulsed through our bond, growing stronger with every second.
I should have listened.
I should have trusted her instincts instead of my feelings.
But Luke was my best friend.
What could possibly go wrong?
At the time, I thought ignoring my wolf was harmless.
I didn’t realize it would become the biggest mistake of my life.
“Sure,” I told Luke. “I’ll see you tonight.”
But the moment I said it, Ulrich’s unease crashed into me again.
“Dora… can’t we just stay home?” she asked quietly. “I don’t like this.”
I sighed as I pulled on my jacket.
“Come on, Ulrich. It’s Luke. Maybe we’ve just been apart too long.”
But my wolf didn’t back down.
“You know me better than that,” she said. “I don’t make assumptions. We are different for a reason, and we survive because we trust our instincts.”
Deep down, I knew she was right.
Still, I couldn’t suddenly turn cold toward my best friend without understanding why everything felt so wrong.
I needed answers.
And Luke was the only one who could give them to me.
“Fine,” I whispered eventually. “We’ll see him tonight. But if this feeling doesn’t go away after that, I promise I’ll keep my distance.”
Ulrich fell silent for a moment before speaking again.
“We’ve trained in secret for years,” she reminded me. “But you still haven’t shifted. I won’t be strong enough to fully protect you yet.”
A cold knot formed in my stomach.
“You know there’s a reason we’ve hidden what you really are,” she continued carefully. “No one can know about us. Especially not now.”
Especially not my father.
I didn’t argue with her.
Because the truth was… she wasn’t wrong.
I wasn’t strong enough yet.
Most of the spells my mother left behind were trapped inside an ancient language I still couldn’t understand.Only a few pages had ever revealed themselves to me.
The rest remained sealed in mystery.
But one thing was clear.
Ulrich wasn’t an ordinary wolf.
She was a Silver Wolf.
A legend.
And there had to be a reason why I was born both witch and werewolf.
A reason fate made us different.
I just didn’t know what it was yet.
I stared down at my mother’s spellbook resting on the table.
No matter how many times I tried, the symbols inside never made sense to me.
Frustration burned hotter and hotter in my chest until finally, I slammed my hand against the table.
Glass shattered instantly.
Pain sliced across my palm.
I hissed as blood dripped onto the ancient pages beneath me.
And then…
Something impossible happened.
The blood spread across the paper like living ink before slowly fading into the pages themselves.
The symbols began to move.
Shift.
Change.
The entire room fell silent around me.
I could barely hear my own breathing over the pounding of my heartbeat.
Energy rushed through my body like lightning beneath my skin.
For one terrifying second, it felt as if the book itself had awakened.
Then suddenly…
Everything stopped.
Shaking, I picked the book back up from the floor and stared at the page now glowing faintly before me.
A protection spell.
The words were finally readable.
As if the book had been waiting for me all this time.
Without wasting another second, I copied the spell down, left a short note for my father…
And walked out into the night.
