The forest path stretched before Fey, the soft crunch of leaves beneath her shoes the only sound in the stillness. The air felt heavier than usual, charged with a faint hum of energy that prickled against her skin. The clearing where she had solved Zeus’ riddle was now far behind her, but the unease lingered.
The riddle’s words echoed in her mind, a haunting melody she couldn’t shake.
The key to calm lies where storms are born,
A breath unbroken, though skies are torn.
She shook her head, trying to focus on the path ahead. The Wildfire Pack’s mansion loomed in the distance, its dark stone walls standing resolute against the encroaching forest. Home, at least for now.
As she approached the grand entrance, a figure stepped out of the shadows near the doorway.
“Long walk for someone wit
