The cave fell silent, except for the rustling of the leaves outside. The weight of the truth and Isolde's departure hung heavily in the air, leaving an unsettling silence in the room. It was as if the darkness of secrets they had uncovered had seeped into the walls.
Serena sat up on the bed, her eyes remained fixed on the pulsating glowing lines that were on her palm. She tried to make sense of it all but it felt like a puzzle she couldn't solve. A recarnate of the first Onyx wolf? The thought was overwhelming. Her life recently had been a series of strange and frightening occurrences. Those strange experiences were just the surface of a much deeper, darker truth.
