CHAPTER 150

SIENNA’S POV

~WITHERFANG FOREST~

The moment my feet touched the soil of the Witherfang Forest, an unnatural weight pressed down on my chest. The sky was looking strange here with bruised violet color and the clouds swirling like restless spirits. Even the trees, if you could still call them that, stood hollow and rotting. They weren’t silent. They creaked and groaned, bending toward me.

I swallowed hard and tried to steady my breath, but every inhale felt like dragging ...