The moon had risen high in the sky, its pale light filtering through the trees like a river of silver. I stood at the edge of the clearing, the air thick with tension, still reeling from the conversation with the woman of the rogue pack. Her words, "You will face many more choices" echoed in my mind, twisting like vines around my thoughts, pulling me in different directions.
I had always prided myself on my independence, on my ability to survive on my own. The wilderness had made me stronger, had taught me to endure. But now, there was something else at play. Something that didn’t just test my physical strength, it tested my soul.
Join the Circle of the Shattered Bond.
The words haunted me. The promise of power, the freedom from the constraints of pack law, the allure of a life untether
