The forest no longer felt like a sanctuary.
As Glosh walked between towering trees drenched in early-morning mist, she could feel it — the subtle shift in the air, the way the wind carried tension instead of peace. Even the birds were silent, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. Every instinct she possessed warned her that something was coming.
Siena walked a step behind her, shoulders stiff, eyes darting constantly. Since the rift sealed, something about her had changed. There was a quiet strength now, a deeper awareness — but also a shadow of fear that refused to leave her gaze. Power came with a cost, and Siena was only beginning to understand what that meant.
Jesse brought up the rear, his posture rigid, senses stretched thin. He had shifted in and out of his wolf for
