Fated To Fall: A Second Chance At Forever

by the lingering memory of blood and shadow. Isla sat near the edge of the camp, her back pressed against the trunk of an a

r mind. Her wolf stirred uneasily, pacing within

rom her thoughts. "C

ess in her expression had softened, replaced by a quiet understanding. She handed

d, wrapping her hands

at we're up against. It's different, isn't it? Knowing your trainin

," Isla admitted, her voi

fight always is. But you held your ground. That's m

la off guard. "You're not exact

get used to it. You

asing slightly. But the peace was fleeting. A sharp whistle from Ryker's positio

e gathering crowd. Ryker stood on a makeshift platform, h

began, his tone brisk. "Whoever-or whatever-they are, they're testing u

em. "We'll split into two groups. One will reinforce the camp's defenses. The other will accompany me on a missio

suit out of the corner of her eye, along with a few other rogu

eave in an hour. Arm y

he middle of the group, her senses attuned to every rustle of leaves and snap of twigs. The sun

nked him, her sharp eyes scanning their surroundings. The rest of

d, signaling for the group to stop. Isla stepped closer

e obscured by the thick underbrush. The acrid scent of burning wo

ker muttered. "Stay c

ng noise. The source of the smoke came into view-a crude encampment nestled in a clear

haze of smoke. Isla counted at least six, their shapes h

same. "We need a closer look," he whispered. "Kira, Ja

ows, their forms blending seamlessly with the forest. The m

ver down Isla's spine. She turned just in time to see a figure lurchin

estepping the attack. The blade found its mark, sinking into the creature's side. It let o

t. Isla fought with everything she had, her movements fueled by adrenaline and fear.

to the side. Another creature had joined the fray, its twisted

eature's back. It let out a guttural scream, turning its attention t

otionless on the ground, their dark blood seeping into the earth

eir expressions grim. "They know we're here," h

ontrolled. Isla's mind raced, the memory of the glowi

the horizon, casting the forest in hues of orange and gold. Ryker called

s. "This isn't some mindless threat. Whoever is controlling

en in her stomach. The creatures were unlike anything she had ever encountered, and

and determined-she felt a spark of hope. They weren't alone in thi

s was her pack now, and she would d