Layla
Murmuring and whispers filled the campground as my eyes widened. The Forbidden Forest? Had this older man finally gone senile, or did he just say The Forbidden Forest?
I exchanged glances with Jody, and his face was filled with confusion and nervousness, which I could tell was a replica of the expression on my face.
“I thought The Forbidden Forest was just a myth,” Carla exclaimed, and I nodded.
“So did I,” I answered.
Tales about The Forbidden Forest were told around the town, and those that had not set foot outside Silvercrest, which constituted about eighty per cent of the werewolves in the city, believed that the forest was just a myth conjured up to scare children into behaving.
Back then, if a kid were being naughty, they would be threatened with being chucked into the fo
