The forest was no longer silent.
Every leaf seemed to whisper. Every branch creaked under an unseen weight. Even the shadows between the trees moved as though alive. Kane and Leon had not stopped moving since leaving the clearing where the creature had attacked them. Each step forward carried the weight of exhaustion, but retreat was not an option. Her blood hummed like a warning bell, her wolf restless and growling from the hidden depths within her.
“Do you feel it?” Kane whispered, voice barely audible over the crunch of leaves beneath their boots.
Leon’s eyes scanned the shadows, muscles coiled. “I feel it. Something is out there… watching. Waiting.”
Kane swallowed hard. Her pulse raced. The forest had changed since the vision. Something dark was hunting, and she could sense it. Not
