"Are you sure about this?" Draven asked, his voice low and steady.
"Absolutely," I said without hesitation, tightening the straps of my leather armor. "We have no choice if we want to break the witches' curse."
His eyes flickered with concern, but he masked it quickly with that stoic Alpha demeanor. "Stay close to me. These woods don’t play by any rules you know."
We stood at the edge of the Forbidden Woods. The trees loomed like ancient guardians, their gnarled branches twisting toward the sky as though clawing for freedom. An unnatural fog curled around the trunks, muffling the sounds of the outside world. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and dark magic.
"Let's go," Draven commanded, his voice firm.
We stepped into the suffocating darkness. The eerie silence was unne
