Chapter 37
The forest seemed to shift around us, shadows twisting unnaturally as if the trees themselves were conspiring with the creature that stalked us. Every snap of a twig underfoot made my heart jump, my wolf snarling beneath my skin. Dastien moved like a predator, silent and fluid, golden eyes scanning the darkness for any movement. I tried to keep up, muscles coiled and ready, but fear gnawed at the edges of my mind. “I can feel it,” I whispered, voice tight, as the silver-eyed figure’s presence pressed against my mind. “It’s close.” Dastien’s jaw tightened. “Stay behind me,” he said, voice low, dangerous. “It’s testing us. Trying to see our weaknesses.” I nodded, letting my wolf surge forward in response to the tension, claws flexing beneath my gloves. The hairs on the back of my neck sto
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