Chapter 100

The moon cast an ethereal glow upon the secluded cabin where Claire sought refuge, its pale beams illuminating her face as she paced restlessly across the wooden floorboards. Her heart thudded in her chest, a symphony of fear and determination echoing in her ears.

Desperation clung to Claire like a suffocating shroud, fueling her determination to escape the clutches of Nathan once and for all. She knew that time was running out, and she needed to take matters into her own hands before he could capture her again. It was in the cover of the night, when shadows danced with trepidation, that she devised a risky plan—one that relied on a connection she had long believed to be severed.

With bated breath, Claire ventured deeper into the recesses of her consciousness, her mind a canvas upon which the awakening of her wolf would be painted. As she focused her thoughts, a pulsating energy coursed through her veins, radiating from the depths of her being. It was as if the very essence of her spi