The evening curtain began to descend slowly, covering the mountain sky with a calm purple hue. However, behind that tranquility, something stirred in the darkness. The wind suddenly changed direction, carrying a foreign aroma that raised the hair on the back of Adriana's neck. Sitting beneath the waterfall, she clutched the robe wrapped around her tightly.
In the distance, Ryan stood beside Elna, his eyes narrowing sharply as he stared at the hill across the valley. He could feel it—the pressure slowly rolling in, a foreign aura drawing closer. His Alpha instincts pulsed, alert. And he knew this was not just a feeling.
Elna gently but cautiously touched Ryan's arm. “Is what you said this morning true?” she whispered.
Ryan nodded slowly. “I've felt it since last night. Something is movin
