Chapter 36 This Nameless Woman

• Buford's POV
• The shadow moved closer, and the courtyard was filled with an eerie chill. As the figure stepped into the light, I knew who it was. The nameless woman. The one from Mata's Park. It had been so long, yet the memory of her presence came rushing back.
• She stood there, her face cold, eyes sharp. I couldn’t believe she was here, in the heart of our camp, right under the noses of the wolves. My heart pounded, but I refused to show fear. I stepped forward, my gaze fixed on her.