Chapter 10: Cursed Territory Revealed
POV: Rory Morgana found the map in her grandmother’s attic. Old. Hand-drawn. Dated 1723. Showing Darkwood Forest and the surrounding […]
Aurora wakes every morning with claw marks on her skin and blood beneath her nails. Everyone says rogue wolves don’t exist anymore. But Fenrir, the wild wolf haunting her dreams and stalking her at night, is very real.
POV: Rory Morgana found the map in her grandmother’s attic. Old. Hand-drawn. Dated 1723. Showing Darkwood Forest and the surrounding […]
POV: Morgana The wound should have killed me. Pack hunter’s claws had raked across my side during the battle. Deep.
POV: Rory Two days before the pack arrived, the bond shifted. I felt it the moment I woke. Fen’s emotions
POV: Rory The dreams changed after my first shift. Before, they’d been fragmented. Confusing. Running through forests with no context.
POV: Rory I told Morgana everything. She listened from her position surrounded by books—mythology texts, folklore collections, paranormal research. Her
POV: Fen I’d been watching her for twenty-six years. Since the night she was born. Since her mother’s dying screams
POV: Rory The pull started three days into staying at Morgana’s. Subtle at first. A nagging feeling I’d forgotten something.
POV: Rory I woke to the smell of copper and earth. Wrong. Everything was wrong. My sheets were dark. Wet.
POV: Rory Morning light revealed what darkness had hidden. I stepped onto my porch with coffee I couldn’t drink and
POV: Rory I woke to sunlight streaming through white curtains and pain screaming across my ribcage. The kind of pain