Malik’s POV
As I walked through the forest, the sound of breaking twig echoed, it felt as though the air itself was listening as Morwenna walked ahead of me, she had a certain type of expertise attached to her movement, her steps ghosting over roots without a sound
The forest of Blackthorn wasn’t a place you just wandered into. This place held stories of the old, it old tales that our elders said to scare naughty pups, yet here I was walking straight into those stories with all the warning my mother had given me.
It felt like I was sneaking up on her, but she has told me to follow her. “Stay close.” She said earlier when I found her outside the temple. “You’ll understand in due time.”
I heard her whispering in a language I wasn’t even sure I wanted to understand. “Exactly where are we
