Amelia's heart was still racing as she and Orin sprinted through the twisting tunnels of the cave.
Her mother's chilling words still echoed in her mind; 'You'll come back. You always do.'
The thought of her mother or whichever twisted version of her waiting for her to return, filled her with dread. But it wasn't just fear of her mother or of the witches that had her on edge.
It was the blood moon.
She could feel its rise, power surging with each passing second.
Inside of her, the scarlet wolf stirred all restless and wild, pushing against what fragile control she had left. It was only a matter of time before she lost control completely.
“We have to get out of here," Orin breathed hard with short gasps, while navigating their way through the cramped corridors. "The blood moon is cl
