Chapter 10 – The Warrior’s Glare
The morning sun spilled over the treetops like molten gold, piercing through the mist that clung stubbornly to the forest floor. Seren woke to the sound of voices outside, a low murmur of discontent that seemed to ripple through the camp like a rising storm. Her body still ached from the events of the previous night—Kaelen dragging her half-conscious body to the village after the brutal clash with the wolves in the woods—but it wasn’t just exhaustion weighing her down. It was the awareness of where she was: deep inside a forbidden world, surrounded by beings who wanted her gone.
The Moonborne pack.
She pushed herself upright, rubbing her arms against the chill. Her bed was nothing more than a fur pelt spread over hardened earth, tucked inside a round woo
