Don't Wake The White Wolf
Cecilia Kimunder the oak tree ch 17when i found her in the dirt, i swore they'd all payunder the oak tree ch 5i dont know how but they found me choke
Gwen’s POV:
The Blackwood night was drizzling, wrapped in a thick, heavy fog. The main avenue stretched out completely deserted, devoid of a single soul. Standing beneath the yellow, flickering glow of a streetlamp, I looked up at the bleak, gray sky and gently ran my fingers through my white hair. Tonight, I was empty-handed and cast out, yet my chest felt lighter and more brimming with vitality than ever before.
The ruthless world of Blackwood was out there waiting for me. But the fragile, weak Gwendolyn had already died beneath the lake last night. Now, a new chapter was officially beginning.