Selena
I stared at Zara, my mind reeling. "Become the Spirit Wolf? How is that even possible?"
Zara's purple eyes glimmered with mischief. "Follow me, dear. I have something to show you."
She led me through a beaded curtain into a back room that smelled of incense and old books. Shelves lined the walls, filled with jars of mysterious substances and ancient-looking tomes.
Zara approached a worn cabinet, her fingers dancing over its surface in a complex pattern. A hidden compartment sprang open, revealing a small, ornate box.
"Ah, here we are," she said, her voice filled with satisfaction.
My heart raced as she slowly opened the box. Inside, nestled on a bed of velvet, was a small vial filled with a blood-red liquid that seemed to glow faintly.
"What is it?" I breathed, unable to tear
