35. Lost

Mia

We arrived at a clearing bathed in golden light. The source of the scent we were trailing stood before us. A lone wolf, his fur a striking combination of silver and white. He regarded us with cautious curiosity, his eyes filled with a mixture of wariness and openness.

Shifting back into my human form, I approached him slowly, my instincts guiding me to extend a peaceful aura. Creed remained at my side, a silent pillar of strength. The mysterious wolf seemed to sense our intentions, his body relaxing slightly as he allowed us closer.

"I sense no hostility from him," I whispered to Felix, my voice barely audible. "There's more to this than meets the eye."

Creed nodded, his gaze not leaving the wolf in front of us. Seeing us, the wolf beckoned for us to follow. I looked at Creed, who seemed eager to keep going. “Felix," I said firmly, my voice tinged with conviction. "I think that it's better if I go alone. They wo