C88 THE MARK OF THE ECLIPSED

Something was wrong in the forest.

Elara felt it before she even opened her eyes—a disquieting stillness, as if the world had stopped its own breathing. The wolf within her stirred, a restless presence beneath her skin, offering warnings she couldn't yet understand.

A warm breath brushed against her ear.

“Elara… wake up.”

Damon's voice.

She blinked into the dim glow of their tent