The road between DC and the next venue was long and winding, snaking through green country highways and small towns too sleepy to realize a werewolf-powered rock band was blazing past at 70 miles an hour.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inside the tour bus, the pack was in full lounge mode. Gabriel was upside-down in the corner booth for no reason anyone could explain. Thane was half-dozing with his head tilted back and an ear flicking every time Diesel hit a pothole. Jonah and Rico were locked in a very serious Mario Kart showdown on the overhead screen. Maya and Cassie were having a fierce whispered debate about the ethics of pineapple on pizza.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Emily sat near the front window, knees tucked up, a half-empty soda can in her hand and her phone glowing softly in the other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d she said suddenly. \u201cYou guys want the latest?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel flipped upright so fast he nearly yeeted himself over the table. \u201cPlease tell me someone finally put together the werewolf thirst edit I deserve.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Emily giggled. \u201cWell… yes. And it already has seventy-two thousand likes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJustice,\u201d Gabriel said solemnly, clutching his chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut also\u2014\u201d Emily swiped again, her brow raising. \u201cThe shelter moment is still trending. Seriously. There are hundreds<\/em> of posts with the tag #FeralEclipseHearts, and one of the volunteers posted this video where you\u201d\u2014she pointed at Thane\u2014\u201care handing out toothbrush kits while someone in the background says, \u2018That\u2019s the sound engineer, the werewolf<\/em> sound engineer.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane cracked an eye open. \u201cAt least they got my role right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Emily kept scrolling. \u201cThere\u2019s a quote going around too. From one of the guys in line. He said, \u2018They came out here like we mattered. Like we weren\u2019t invisible.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The bus went quiet for a moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cassie finally exhaled. \u201cOkay, I wasn\u2019t ready<\/em> to feel feelings this early in the day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even Mark\u2014who was reading something on a paper map like GPS personally offended him\u2014nodded slightly. \u201cDamn good thing we stopped.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI knew it would matter,\u201d Thane murmured.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Emily smiled. \u201cIt really, really did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n A few minutes later, Diesel\u2019s gravelly voice rumbled over the cabin. \u201cFive minutes out. Get your gear faces on.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The crew sprang into motion. Cases were latched. Coats thrown on. Hair tousled into rockstar shapes. Gabriel may have accidentally brushed his teeth with a Sharpie again. It was unclear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As the bus rounded a tight corner into a sleepy downtown district, the venue came into view\u2014a classic brick box of a place with a weather-worn marquee that read:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTONIGHT: FERAL ECLIPSE \u2014 SOLD OUT\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The street out front was packed.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Fans crowded the sidewalk, pressed against the barricades in band tees and hand-painted wolf signs. Some held flowers. One had a homemade plush of Gabriel that looked alarmingly caffeinated. And when the bus turned the corner and came into view, the scream<\/strong> hit like a wave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTHERE THEY ARE!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Diesel slammed the brakes just in time to avoid flattening a very enthusiastic girl in a glow-in-the-dark Feral Eclipse hoodie who ran straight up to the bus like it owed her rent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSecurity\u2019s here,\u201d he grunted, nodding toward a couple of stunned venue staff trying to hold the fans back with plastic fencing and confused expressions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The moment the bus doors hissed open, the sound doubled<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel stepped out first, grinning like the chaos fed him. \u201cHELLO SMALL TOWN I AM HERE TO STEAL YOUR COFFEE.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fans screamed. Someone burst into tears. Someone else passed out gently onto their friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cassie ducked her head and waved. \u201cY\u2019all are gonna make us cry before we even plug in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane jumped down next, cool and collected, and immediately caught a hand-painted sign that read: He stared at it for a second. \u201cThat\u2019s\u2026 specific.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Emily followed, filming as always, catching fan reactions and gentle chaos. One girl recognized her<\/em> and squeaked, \u201cYou\u2019re the one who leaked the live album!!\u201d and hugged her before she could reply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As the band made their way through the buzzing crowd toward the backstage entrance, fans reached out for high fives, phone videos, autographs on backpacks and guitar picks and, weirdly, one tamale. Rico signed it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Load-in was hectic. The venue was small, tight, hot. The green room was the size of a walk-in closet. 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\u201cI WANNA BE THE CABLE IN YOUR CLAWS.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n