POV: Unknown
The forest was eerily quiet, the only sounds the rustle of leaves and the occasional snap of a twig beneath my feet. The moon hung low, casting pale light across the trees. The silver sheen illuminated the path ahead, but the shadows were where I felt safest. In the darkness, I could move unnoticed, my secrets shielded from the curious eyes of the pack.
Secrets were my currency now, and they came at a steep price. Every step I took, every glance I cast over my shoulder, reminded me of the stakes. If they discovered what I was doing, what I had already done, there would be no forgiveness. Only death.
The air was cool and damp, heavy with the smell of pine needles and earth still moist from the afternoon rain. The ground squelched beneath my boots as I neared the border. My s
