Chapter 11 Whispers In The Dark

• The night had deepened into a heavy, velvety blackness, swallowing the forest whole. Ivy’s senses sharpened, every breath and heartbeat in tune with the wilderness around her. The cold, damp earth beneath her feet was soft with moss and fallen leaves, but even the slightest crackle of twigs sent a jolt of awareness through her.
• She moved silently beside Kael, their hands intertwined—a tether between them in the growing darkness. The Bond of Fire still pulsed faintly in her veins, a steady hum that both comforted and warned. The pack was restless tonight; the air carried a tension so thick it felt like a living thing.
• “This place never felt so heavy,” Ivy whispered.