The forest road was dark and quiet. Elara walked slow, her feet heavy on the dirt path. The moon gave little light under the thick trees. The night air was cold, and each sound made her heart jump. She pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders. Seraphina’s words echoed in her mind. *Be strong. Trust yourself. Do not fear the shadows.* But the shadows were many, and the silence pressed hard. Elara whispered to herself, “I can do this. I must go back. Damien… Kael… the pack… I can’t hide forever.” Her steps quickened. But then a branch snapped behind her. She froze, her heart racing. Slowly, she turned her head. The trees stood still, dark, but something moved between them. “Who’s there?” she called, her voice shaking. No answer came. She took one step forward. Another sound followed — low growls, deep and sharp, circling her. Her blood ran cold. Rogues. From the shadows, yellow eyes glowed. One by one, wolves stepped out. Their fur was rough, their teeth long
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