Chapter Sixty-Six
Trina’s POV
Darkness beckons unto me as I step out through the door, holding my breath lest I call the attention of someone else, or worse something. My feet step onto plain ground at first, and I move slowly, my sharp eyes becoming my guide. I see easily as I walk straight through the path, unshielded on both sides. The trees before me thrum with so much life, yet strange at its core. This is the point where I tell myself that I have sojourned enough, that there is nothing out here that will lead me to more information about the Black Stone Pack. Still, my feet trudge ahead.
The snap of a fig branch at the entrance of the forest makes me halt and my head darts towards my feet, the source of the sound announcing itself. Releasing the breath I had no idea I was holding,
