Chapter 15
The echo of the howl reverberated through the forest, its chilling persistence clawing at the edges of my consciousness. As we rushed toward the entrance, the air shifted, thick with dread and anticipation.
Marcus stood firm at the front, casting a protective glance over our pack, steeling himself for the battle that was to unfold. The torchlight cast flickering shadows against the stone walls, illuminating the growing tension among us.
“Remember the bonds we have formed; let them guide your strength,” he called out, guiding the pack into formation. “We face not just the darkness but the fears within ourselves that it wishes to amplify.”
With weapons drawn, we stepped outside, the moonlight bathing us in silvery shadows. The forest loomed ominously before us, whispering sec
