A Y L A
A murmur rippled through the elders at her use of the word prize as though the animals in the forest existed solely for their amusement.
I swallowed hard. My eyes flicked to the line of trees in the distance. The forest looked vast. Alive. Hungry.
Liora smirked slightly, already scanning the treeline like she was choosing her first target.
I tried to steady my breathing.
I can’t do this… I don’t have a wolf… I don’t even know how to track properly…
The Seer’s pale gaze landed on me.
For a moment, I felt naked. Seen. As if she knew exactly how badly my heart was beating. As if she could hear every terrified thought.
Her lips curved into something faint something unreadable.
“You will be judged not only by the weight of the head you bring,” she continued, “but by the spirit
