CHAPTER 64
Layla's POV
The forest stretched before me in an endless sea of blackened trees with their skeletal fingers clawing at the bruised sky. I moved like a wraith in the night with my breaths shallow and my steps soundless.
The dark force of Malkin, the death goddess, pulsed through me, whispering promises of revenge, of blood, of sweet, delicious retribution. All I wanted. It was my sole purpose for being alive now.
Daven. Daisy. Their names slithered through my mind like serpents, venomous and biting. They would pay. Tonight. Their final reckoning had come!
I crept closer to the pack house with my senses sharpened by the goddess’s power, which coursed through my veins. The warm glow of lanterns flickered in the distance, and the occasional murmur of patrolling guards reached
