Chapter 9
Chapter 9: The Grove's Threshold
Following the silver wolf deeper into the forest, the group faces the cold and signs of corrupted wolves. At the edge of the sacred grove, they find a barrier of ancient runes—and a figure waiting for them: the red-eyed hunter, who claims the grove is already claimed by his kind. Mason must choose between trust and the dagger.
The silver wolf moved like a ghost through the trees, never looking back. Mason kept his eyes fixed on its pale fur, a beacon in the deepening gloom. The afternoon light was already thinning, the canopy thick enough to turn the forest into a twilight world.
Seraphina walked close beside him, her breath fogging. “How long do we follow it?”
“Until it stops,” Mason said, though he wasn’t sure if that was true.
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