Malik’s POV

As I walked through the forest, the sound of breaking twig echoed, it felt as though the air itself was listening as Morwenna walked ahead of me, she had a certain type of expertise attached to her movement, her steps ghosting over roots without a sound

The forest of Blackthorn wasn’t a place you just wandered into. This place held stories of the old, it old tales that our elders said to scare naughty pups, yet here I was walking straight into those stories with all the ...