Chapter Fifty-Seven: Whispers in the Wild
Phera POV:
Well that was an absolute cluster-f**k! Instead of actually helping Josh just made the hard into f*****g impossible with all the dodgey answers? Was there actually a third person in play? And if so, then who? The day was ending, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. I was walking back to the pack, the familiar path feeling oddly eerie now after the mind scrabble Josh played. My heart felt heavy, a stark contrast to the usual lightness I carried after meeting with Josh. Despite the confusion, his words left a tangled mess in my thoughts.
As I strolled, the only sounds were my footsteps and the distant calls of the forest creatures beginning their songs. But then, something shifted. It wasn't loud, nor was it particularly men
