Chapter 68 Draven's Dirty Game

• ~ Thorne ~
• The dense forest stretched endlessly before me, the second round of the Wolfstone Trials grinding through every ounce of my focus. My muscles ached, and the heat of the day pressed down on me as I sprinted through the underbrush, barely dodging a cluster of thorny vines. Tempest, my wolf, surged within me, his instincts heightening my senses as I navigated the treacherous terrain.
• ‘Keep moving, Thorne. You can’t let Draven get ahead of you,’ Tempest growled in my mind.