Amelia sprinted through the dark tunnels, her heart pounding in her chest. The urgency of her mission to find Emma and Samantha drove her forward, her footsteps echoing in the narrow passageway. The maze-like tunnels seemed endless, twisting and turning unpredictably, creating a disorienting journey. Panic clawed at the edges of her mind as she struggled to find her way.
Amelia took a deep breath, attempting to calm the surge of anxiety that threatened to consume her. Her shoulders slumped, and her gaze scanned the stone walls, searching for any sign or clue to guide her. This was a race against time, and she couldn't afford to waste it going in circles.
"You're going the wrong way," a voice spoke from behind her. The sound of that voice sent shivers down her spine, and her wolf purred
