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“You will see in the morning my love. “ Wilder speaks tenderly but critically. Finn and Madeline wake up as if sensing my presence and with groggy eyes they launch themselves in my direction both wrapping their arms around me. I feel the familiar bond with Finn but the bond with Madeline builds even more with each milli-second that she is in my arms. They bury themselves deeper into my hold and I feel Madeline shiver due to the cold as she didn’t have a wolf as of yet. I don’t think I even for a second as I shift into my wolf to wrap my daughter in my wolf. We all sink down together just beyond the cot onto the blanket littered floor. I curl in next to Madeline and a purr of appreciation lea

And every night, I heard howls in the distance: rogues, wild animals, or worse. But I kept moving north. Always north. The compass became my lifeline, and my mother’s journal my constant companion. Each night, new instructions appeared on its pages: how to start a fire without matches when mine ran out, which plants were safe to eat, how to hide my scent trail from pursuing wolves. You’re doing well, my brave girl,* the journal read on the third night. But your body is reaching its limits. Tomorrow, you’ll need to rest. There’s a safe place ahead: a clearing with a freshwater spring. Stop there.

The feeling of calm, no matter how lonely, washes over me as I wipe the dirt from my hands, and begin the long walk home. Night always comes early in the mountains, the horizon darkening to indigo long before the rest of the town is even aware. I haven’t even reached the edge of the woods before hearing the whisper of feet behind me. It’s a soft sound, barely discernible in the sound of a forest slowly drifting to sleep, but I recognize the cadence of pursuit. I don’t turn, or run. Doing either would invite escalation, and I would rather not anger the guardians of the woods without provocation.

“But I am part of this. My family was tied to the Yanuwah for generations. My grandmother never told me, but the signs were there—the dreams, the drawings, the pull I always felt toward WildWood. I thought it was trauma. I thought I was haunted. But I was born into this.” “You sound like someone who’s made peace with that.” “I haven’t.” Emily stood. “But I know that if we don’t end it now, this land will swallow everything.” Clara stepped closer, her voice quieter. “I wasn’t supposed to care this much.” Emily gave a half-smile. “But you do.” Clara hesitated. The weight between them was heavy, forged from shared pain and blood-soaked soil. “I’ve lost people to this forest. Friends. Family. I

As soon as I connect with my wolf, I’ll be able to heal too. Minutes turned into what felt like hours. My calves burned, my feet ached in these dumb academy shoes…not exactly hiking boots. Sweat dripped down my neck. I kept going, deeper, telling myself every step brought me closer. Then I heard it. A low grunt. Snuffling. Heavy footsteps crashing through the undergrowth. I froze. Out of the bushes charged a massive wild boar…bigger than any pig I’d ever seen, with tusks like knives and red-rimmed eyes locked on me. It snorted, pawed the ground, and lowered its head.

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I would have never dared venture this way on my own, it would have been too dangerous. The terrain wandering to the Appalachian mountains nearly took my breath away, as this was nothing like home. The wilderness was vast and beautiful. I could easily see why so many became infatuated with the new world. The two wolves and I wandered into the forest, the terrain becoming more difficult as we proceeded until after nearly two hours of travel, we finally came to a clearing. I could hear water not far away and could sense how far out we actually were.

Chapter 2: Saved? *Claire* Fear gripped me so hard that it was getting difficult to breathe. Instinct had my eyes snapped open when a rogue crashed through the trees and into the little clearing I had planned to camp out for the night. “Shit!” Jumping to my feet, I cursed under my breath and started running for my life. He was large and covered in patched fur. His vicious eyes glinted in the dark, and he bared his teeth threateningly.

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He claimed the wilderness was full of vicious Rogues and that he feared for my safety. But the fresh, high-quality prey he sometimes brought back couldn't possibly have come from this outer part of the wilderness. I used to feel sorry for him, for all his hard work, and even offered to hunt with him. But he told me that the deep woods were filled with out-of-control Rogues and rabid beasts. The trap with the rabid bear had left me so terrified that I clung to his every word. Now, any rustle in the woods makes me flinch and instinctively cry out his name.