NOAH'S POV
"Run, Noah. Run. Don’t look back."
The voice in my head was urgent, desperate. I didn’t recognize it, but I obeyed without question.
I ran.
My legs moved before I could think, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I pushed forward. The forest was endless, the thick trees casting ominous shadows beneath the pale glow of the moon. My lungs burned, my legs ached, my heart pounded like a drum inside my chest, but I didn’t dare stop.
Not with the thundering sound of paws chasing behind me.
They were hunting me.
But why?
A sharp gust of wind howled through the trees, carrying with it a deep, guttural growl that sent chills down my spine. My pulse roared in my ears. They were close. Too close.
Branches snapped beneath my feet as I dodged between towering trunks, trying to escap
