Chapter 94:
Whispers of Betrayal
Moonshadow Ridge never slept. Even as the village lay quiet beneath the silver glow of a waxing moon, the mountains hummed with life. Alexandra felt it in the air—a low, persistent vibration that twisted through the trees and rattled the leaves like whispers carried by unseen hands. The Heart pulsed faintly against her chest, a comforting rhythm amid the unease she could no longer shake. Something had changed. The Ridge was restless, yes, but now it carried the scent of deception.
She stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the forest, Ethan beside her. The village was asleep below, oblivious to the battles fought in its shadows, but Alexandra could feel the Ridge thrumming beneath her feet, its energy tense, almost panicked.
“Do you feel it?” she a
