The Wendigo's Girl

Previously

…It was a dangerous dance, a step into the unknown, but she found herself unable to resist. Her fingers brushed against his, and a jolt, like lightning, coursed through her. It was a spark, a dangerous, exhilarating connection that defied all reason. His touch was cold, yet it ignited a fire within her, a forbidden desire that bloomed in the shadowed heart of the ancient cabin. In his gaze, she saw a reflection of her own longing, a shared darkness that bound them together in a way she couldn’t yet comprehend. The whispers on the wind had led her here, to this man, this place, and to a destiny she was only beginning to understand.