The Rose Luna
And then, like a heartbeat, the ground beneath me pulsed, and the void around me began to transform.
When the darkness receded, I found myself in a forest. Not the lush, vibrant woods of the pack’s territory, but a place twisted and unfamiliar. The trees were gnarled and blackened, their branches stretching out like skeletal hands against a crimson sky. The air smelled of ash and decay, and the ground beneath my feet was soft, almost spongy, as if it were alive.
My darker self appeared again, her figure emerging from the shadows like a phantom. She looked at me with the same knowing smirk, her glowing eyes piercing through the oppressive atmosphere. “This is the second trial,” she said, her
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