Chapter 55:
THE WATCHER IN THE DARK
The moment we stepped past the pack’s protective borders, I felt it. A presence unseen but impossible to ignore. It wasn’t just someone watching from the shadows; it was something waiting.
Ethan walked beside me, his grip firm on the hilt of his blade. Gabriel and Marissa flanked us, their senses sharp, their steps careful. The warriors we had brought with us moved in calculated silence, scanning the trees, listening for any movement.
The forest ahead was thick with fog, the morning sun struggling to pierce through the dense canopy. Every step forward sent a chill down my spine, as if the very air was warning us to turn back.
But I didn’t turn back. I couldn’t.
Not when I knew deep in my bones that whoever was out here had been waiting for me.
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