The night felt thick, with the wolves' howls carrying in the air. Scarlett felt they were coming, a feeling deep in her bones, the howls getting louder as they got closer. The pack was set, instincts ready, not backing down. But Scarlett knew this would be different. It wasn’t just about living, but about controlling the storm inside – the thing that could save or destroy them.
The wind picked up, howling like the world was readying for a fight. Scarlett stood at the edge, her heart pounding as the power inside her stirred. The magic was always there, alive, waiting. She'd learned to use it, but it grew stronger each time. The storm inside was now part of her – and it was risky.
You're overthinking it, Caden said, pulling her from her thoughts. He walked toward her, a comfort in the chao
