The light of the moon did not reach into the labyrinth. It was a darkness that threatened to suffocate, reeking of death and forgotten time. My wolf ran, light-footed, jumping over obstacles, masking our scent as we’ve learned. Five minutes wasn’t a long time.The ground was constantly shifting, making new passages and new dead ends. As we moved, I still felt them, my family, our connection through our bond, keeping me grounded, telling me they believed in me. And Magnus, his love, surrounding me like a shield of warmth. I held onto that as my wolf surged through the darkness.‘Keep moving,’ I spurred the wolf on. ‘Find the exit.’She sprinted down a long, dark corridor that seemed to go on forever. The passage split into two different paths. For a few seconds, we stood indecisive.‘Choose,’ I told the wolf, depending on her instincts.She dashed down the left path. We had gone but a few feet when suddenly the ground shook and gave way to a deep chasm. She stopped just in time.A figu
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