The Werewolves: Land of Serenity

faded, and now it was just the open road, the dark trees of the Blue Briar forest standing like silent sentinels on both sides of her. The massive branches of the pines and oaks s

all, insignificant. But Norah, for all her wor

eful about it, something that allowed her to think without distraction. Though tonight, her mind was far from calm. She had to admit, a part of h

d sent a cold shiver down her spine. She couldn't understand why, but seeing animals like that-killed by some force beyond their control-upset her deeply. It wasn't just the wolf. It was the fact that the road, the vehicles speeding by, the humans who never stopped to think about the lives they we

hts drifted to Daniel. It wasn't just the wolf. It wasn't

r, explaining everything that had happened, she knew things were only going to get worse. She had always

man who had been passing through town. The man was supposed to attend a fundraiser that night, but, as fate would have it, he decided to cut his trip s

called 'friend'-had done what he always did: he ran. He left Adam behind. Left him to face the consequences alone. Norah didn't know wha

them, and in the chaos, the man had cracked his head on the table's foot. The moment Adam had realized that the man wasn't just unconsc

rah could not ignore. She loved her brother, flaws and all, but this was bigger than just family loyalty. A life

ned her back. But he didn't. To her surprise, he had agreed. He'd confessed, had taken the blame. But he left out one crucial detail-the identity of the person who had set the

that didn't change the fact that her life felt like it was falling apart. Adam had been given a plea deal, but his involvement in the crime, and the fact that he had been caught at the scene, meant his future was unc

s in the first place. Daniel had always been like this-reckless, dangerous, unpredictable. And somehow, Adam had always been loyal to him. It was ma

fore she realized it was just a car passing by in the opposite direction. Her eyes flicked toward the rearview mirror, and for a split second, she t

ed to loosen, but she felt a sense of foreboding that she couldn't shake. Her thoughts drifted back to Daniel, and she wondered where he was now. Was he sitting somewhere with the diamonds, counting

nk he wasn't finished. Something told her this was far from over. Daniel had always had a way of weaseling his way out of

the quiet-everything seemed to blend together into an overwhelming sense of isolation. She longed for the comfort of home, for the warmth of the li

ntinued her journey through the night. The road ahead was dark, but it was the onl