The First Hunt

7 years ago.

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow on the clearing where the young werewolves of the Strom pack gathered for their first hunting ceremony. Among them were Alessia and Kiana, both recently turned 16 and eager for the thrill of their first hunt. The air buzzed with a mixture of excitement and nervous energy as the pack assembled, waiting for the Alpha's signal.

Alessia exchanged glances with Kiana, who stood besides her. It was a rite of passage, the first hunt after their initial transformation, and the forest beckoned with promises of adventure and challenges.

Dion, Alessia's boyfriend, approached with a confident smile. "Good luck out there, Alessia," he said, offering a supportive hug.

"Thanks, Dion. I'll make sure to bring back something impressive," she replied with a gr