Lycidas' POVAs Mason and I made our way back to the underground entrance, the weight of the deer carcass hanging heavy between us, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of my stomach. It was as if the eyes of some unseen watcher were boring into me, their gaze following our every move with unsettling intensity. The anxious feeling that had tormented me before we got the deer was back, unfortunately, and it seemed like it brought friends.I glanced nervously over my shoulder, my senses on high alert as I scanned the surrounding forest for any sign of danger. "Mason," I whispered, my voice tight with apprehension. "Do you feel that? Like we're being watched?"Mason's ears twitched in acknowledgment - more of my words than the veracity of my statement if the twist of his muzzle meant anything - his gaze sweeping over the surrounding foliage as he searched for any sign of the mysterious presence that seemed to be haunting us. "I don't see anything," he replied,
Lycidas' POVThere was a low simmering tension between I and Mason as we trudged through the dense underbrush. Mason and I made our way back to the deer carcass, our senses still heightened from the exhilarating chase, and while the tension was slowly ebbing, I felt like a complete fool in a way. I know that what I'd seen was real (I was not willing to accomodate the thought that I was going mad - no sir) but it still felt weird to think that I was the only one who had actually seen that creature.In a way, all I needed right now was to get back to base and just sleep everything off but the world had to other plans because we stumbled upon yet another strange abandoned camp nestled amidst the trees. Curiosity piqued, we approached the camp cautiously, my noses twitching as I caught the faint scent of something unsettlingly familiar lingering in the air. As we stepped into the clearing, the silence of the forest seemed to intensify around us, broken only by the rustle of leaves in the
Lycidas' POVMason's brow furrowed in confusion as he studied the tracks, his mind no doubt racing with a dozen different theories. "But how is that possible?" he wondered aloud. "And what's with all these strips of cloth and shirts?"I followed his gaze to where strips of fabric lay scattered along the forest floor, each one stained with rapidly fading blood. The sight sent a chill down my spine, a sense of unease settling over me like a heavy blanket."I don't know," I admitted, my voice barely more than a whisper. "But I have a feeling we're not going to like what we find."I don't think I would like to meet whatever is doing this either.With a silent nod, Mason and I set off into the forest, our senses on high alert as we followed the trail of tracks and bloodstained fabric deeper into the darkness. The air was thick with tension, each rustle of leaves and snap of twigs sending a jolt of fear coursing through my veins.Together, we gathered up the evidence of our findings, carefu
Amelia's POVAs I made my way through the forest, the familiar sight of the towering oak tree greeted me like an old friend. Its gnarled branches reached out to me, casting dappled shadows upon the forest floor as if beckoning me closer. With each step, the soft crunch of leaves beneath my feet echoed through the tranquil air, a comforting melody that soothed my restless soul. The canopy above filtered the sunlight into a dappled mosaic of light and shadow, casting a sense of enchantment over the secluded grove where the ancient oak stood sentinel.Finally reaching the familiar spot beneath the oak tree, I settled down on the moss-covered ground and waited patiently, a small bag of treats clutched in my hand. It wasn't long before I heard the faint rustle of leaves, and my heart skipped a beat in anticipation as not long later the wild mouse emerged from its hiding place.With a little delighted smile, I extended my hand, offering the mouse a handful of nuts and seeds as a token of gr
Amelia's POVWith a deft flick of my wrist, I scattered the treats onto the ground. It shot me an annoyed look but I only grinned at it and watched with amusement as the mouse eagerly scurried down my arm to snatch them up. It seemed to revel in the abundance of snacks, its whiskers twitching with delight as it gobbled them down.But its appetite was insatiable, and before long, it was back at my side, its bright eyes fixed expectantly on me as if begging for more. "You're lucky you are so adorable," I teased, producing another handful of treats to appease its hunger.I turned away from the mouse, settling into the comforting solitude of my room, the anticipation fluttering in my chest, I carefully unfolded the weathered parchment, the faint scent of earth and ink wafting up to greet me. My fingers trembled slightly as I traced the elegant script that adorned the page, each word etched with a sense of urgency that sent a shiver down my spine. Whoever wrote this could write really well
Amelia's POV Could I, in good conscience, extend my hand to someone who may be entangled in the web of palace politics? Someone who might as well go back on a promise so long as it suited her? I knew pack politics could be brutal and I imagined that the one in the palace would be particularly so. Not to mention that, in the grand scheme of things, right now they were more or less the bad guys as it were on the spectrum of the prophecy. It was no secret that the blood moon prophecy would bowl them head over heels and into a gutter somewhere.As I weighed the risks and potential consequences, my thoughts turned to Lycidas – a soul who had become entwined with my own in ways that transcended the boundaries of our world. The memory of his laughter, the warmth of his touch, echoed in my heart, and a fierce determination took root within me. If this cryptic sender could provide a means to help Lycidas, then perhaps their plea was not to be dismissed lightly.Yet, as I ventured further into
Amelia's POV "It is simply marvelous isn't it?" Gonzales exclaimed, oblivious to my incredulity. "With this, we can finally uncover the secrets that have eluded us for so long!"I shook my head in disbelief, a mixture of frustration and amusement bubbling within me. "Alpha Gonzales, this is no time for wild goose chases," I admonished, my tone firm as I tried to reason with him. "We have more pressing matters to attend to."But Gonzales was undeterred, his enthusiasm undiminished as he continued to prattle on about his latest discovery. With a resigned sigh, I realized that reasoning with him would be futile – some battles simply weren't worth fighting.As Alpha Gonzales prattled on excitedly about his latest discovery, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exasperation mounting within me. With each wild gesture and exuberant proclamation, it became increasingly clear that reasoning with him would be an exercise in futility."Alpha Gonzales, please, try to calm down," I urged, my voice
Mia's POVAs I dashed through the desolate, rocky landscape, an unsettling feeling gnawed at the core of my being. The barren terrain lay before me, devoid of life or color, amplifying the sense of isolation that gripped my soul. Each step felt heavy and burdensome, as if I were dragging the weight of ten decades of worries with me through the desolate wasteland.Yet, even as I ran, a nagging sense of unease persisted. What was I searching for? Something was wrong. Something was missing. Something important. Something very very important. What was it? The answers remained elusive, slipping through my fingers like grains of sand as I struggled to make sense of the turmoil raging within me.An unnatural sense of unease gripped me tightly, each jagged rock and barren expanse amplifying the emptiness that echoed within. My heart pounded in my chest as I pressed forward, driven by an overwhelming need to escape the suffocating isolation that seemed to surround me.The barren landscape stre