A chill ran down Selena’s spine as the distant howl faded into the darkness. It was not an ordinary sound—it carried a sinister resonance, a harbinger of something unnatural creeping ever closer.
Damian’s grip on her tightened as he steadied her. “We need to leave, now.”
The Keeper, however, remained eerily calm. He regarded her with knowing eyes, as if he had expected this all along. “Running will only delay the inevitable,” he said. “The Vipers have already set their sights on you. There is nowhere to hide.”
Selena swallowed hard. The visions still burned in her mind—faceless figures cloaked in shadow, their very presence radiating menace. They weren’t just hunting her. They were hunting something buried in her blood, something she didn’t even understand yet.
Damian pulled her closer
