The obsidian lineage

Previously

…She didn't look back. She didn't need to. She knew she had bought herself a moment, a precious, fleeting moment of respite. The hunter, Kaelen Stone, had been momentarily thrown off balance. But she also knew, with a chilling certainty, that he would not be deterred for long. His pursuit was relentless, his skills formidable. He was a hunter, and she was his mark. The obsidian lineage, with its whispered promises and its ancient curses, had finally drawn the wolves from the shadows. And Elara, the last of her line, was now caught in their hungry gaze. The forest, once a sanctuary, had become a hunting ground, and the game had only just begun.