Asher’s POV
The last heir disappeared first.
One second she was there, motionless between the fog and the rain, that terrified expression fixed on Callie.
And the next…
nothing.
Only dark forest.
My entire body remained tense as the figures finally began stepping out from between the trees.
Humans.
That was the worst part.
Not twisted creatures.
Not monsters.
People.
But there was something deeply wrong with them.
They moved too slowly. Too silently. As though they were listening to something we couldn’t hear beneath the rain striking the wet leaves.
Black symbols covered their arms, their necks, parts of their faces. Some looked carved directly into the skin. Others… moved faintly beneath it.
Shit.
My wolf’s instincts reacted violently.
Danger.
Not like an enemy pack.
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