Lunaria’s POV.
The darkness of the endless woods enveloped me as I ran for my life, the angry mob's shouts echoing all around as they chased after me.
Their harsh words pierced through the silence of the night, fueling my terror and determination to get away.
"You'll pay for what you've done to us!" they cried, their voices full of anger.
"Do you think you can escape just because you're a lycan?" they jeered, their relentless pursuit driving me deeper into the heart of the woods as I continued trying to run for my life.
I could feel the trees closing in around me, branches snagging my clothes as I fought to stay one step ahead of them.
As I stumbled through the undergrowth, their threats grew more sinister.
"We'll make sure your life is a living hell," they spat. "And when we're don
