Veylith's Point of View
The forest bends around me as I prowl from the shadows, my paws sinking into the earth with soundless precision. My muscles ripple beneath my fur, every movement honed, controlled. My vision sharpens in the dark, my crimson eyes cutting through distance until they land on them.
There they are.
Drake, is standing tall, protective, his wolf’s strength simmering beneath his skin. Nicole, fragile and glowing, her unborn child radiating a strange, potent energy that I can almost taste. And Hazel… the witch. The one who shattered the cage of my prison and let me walk free again.
A low growl builds in my throat, vibrating deep in my chest. So it is true. They are all here. All gathered neatly in one place.
I step forward, claws sinking into the soil, my weight pressin
