Elara's POV
We had journeyed far into the wilderness. I hoped the healer we would meet would find a solution to Luca's health.
Luca had insisted we stop at a particular location. I didn’t question him at first, but there was something unsettling about the place.
The trees stood tall and solemn, their branches intertwining to form a dense canopy. The forest opened into what looked like a valley below.
The ground was covered in soft moss, and the air was thick with the scent of earth, dampness, and the distant smell of wild animals.
Luca’s voice broke through my thoughts. He was standing beside me, gazing down at the valley below.
“This place…” Luca’s voice was solemn, his tone carrying the weight of history. “This is where the werewolves would gather during the full moon, centuries
