Hide-and-seek

As the moon rises, Rogan stands at the forest's edge, nostrils flaring, catching the unmistakable scent of his soulmate's fear and adrenaline. Her reluctance to embrace her destiny stirs something wild within him. The chase is on. He moves with the grace of a predator, each step deliberate, closing the distance. Her heart races, but he's not just hunting his mate; he's hunting the unknown, the challenge of a soul that refuses to be tamed. The forest is alive with their shared breaths, a dance of dominance and desire. You never wanted to get married, being forced to go on matching day by your family. You have to run from your potential mates with a small wound on your hand in deep woods, because of orthodox traditions of werewolves.