Rebecca’s POV
The forest never truly felt quiet. There was always sounds I could hear from a distance, like it was always awake. Even in daylight, it seemed to breathe around us.
Branches fell of and made sounds overhead like whispers passing between ancient things. Birds flew from the trees without warning, sharp cries could be heard through the woods before silence came again. Roots twisted across the earth under our feet, thick enough to break an ankle if you stopped paying attention for even a second and tripped on it.
The more we travelled east, the heavier the air started feeling.
Like the forest knew where we were going.
And didn’t want us there.
I walked at the front now.
Not because the Alphas couldn’t lead.
Because I needed to.
The pack digging into my shoulders pulled
