Silver Moon Mate

The full moon hung heavy and luminous over Willow Creek, bathing the Silver Moon Pack in its ethereal glow.
Tonight was the night. The night of the first shift for the young wolves, a rite of passage that would forever change their lives.
I, Emily Faye Mickelson, sister of Alpha Liam Ezra Mickelson, fidgeted nervously with my belt buckle, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. Liam stood beside me, a calming presence amidst my anxiety.
"Emi, time is almost upon us, little sister," his deep voice resonated, a soothing balm. "Remember, your mate is out there, waiting for you. Trust in the moon goddess she will guide you, and trust in yourself."
Mate. The word sent shivers down my spine. The magical mate bond, a fated connection guided by the Moon Goddess herself, was something I had only heard stories about until now. The thought of finding mine was both exhilarating and terrifying.
