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Chapter Forty

Author: Jane dee
last update publish date: 2025-12-29 07:27:56
The Sound Beneath the Silence

Saxa

The forest falls silent, but not the peaceful kind—the foreboding kind.

The kind of silence that warns predators were near. That the world itself is holding its breath.

Eirik steps in front of me as if he can shield me from whatever is coming. His bare chest rises and falls with a steady rhythm and his eyes are sharp, scanning the shadows. Behind us, the packs shifts restlessly. Ingrid bared her teeth in a snarl: I can hear Tobin and Jana racing through the tre
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