Swish!
“ARGHHHHH!”
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The only way to Mood Silver Pack was through the woods. Lyra couldn’t use her car, as the paths weren’t road-friendly.
The hiss of a female wolf echoed in the air, but Lyra didn’t flinch. The old-fashioned carriage moved slowly into the forest.
The ride was so bumpy she nearly vomited, but she held it in. Her mate had sent elite, well-trained warriors to guard her along the journey.
The sky darkened quickly, and they needed to rest, find a safe spot before the clouds let loose.
Rogues lurked in these woods, especially those cast out from their packs. Many had gone wild, living like untamed wolves.
Their humanity? Gone. Killed, murdered, or buried deep beneath vengeance and the hunger for flesh. Only primal instincts remained in their eyes.
A distan
