In the dead of the night, Marisol finds herself wandering through an unfamiliar wing of the packhouse, the corridors dimly lit and lined with old, dusty decorations hanging on the walls. Dust danced in the air, casting eerie shadows on the worn-out walls. The atmosphere was different from the pristi
She pads to the window, gazing out with a forlorn look as she ponders venturing out for a run. It would help clear her mind and there was nothing she craved more than that at the moment, but Caleb's warning chose that exact time to echo in her head, the adamancy of his words compelling her to recons
Marisol bites back a smile, internally scolding herself for her amusement at Lily's expense. She nods seriously, humming. “So are there any areas that weren't renovated?”Lily's eyes widen. She opens her mouth to speak, visibly scrambling for an answer which Sophia beats her to.“No. Why do you care
Yet, the revelation only works to deepen her concern, making her wonder what exactly her part would be in all this. Because after the affliction Redwood had suffered at the hands of the Coven, she didn't think it could happen that Caleb would willingly let a witch manipulate the borders of his pack.
Marisol leaves the library armed with two maps and, fueled by the day's success, she decides to try another shot at her exploration of the Redwood Pack, a conscious decision to also steer her focus from thoughts of the haunting place in her dreams. As she strolls through the pack grounds, a sense o
Sophia's eyes shrunk into even smaller slits, suspicion etched boldly across her features. "Don't play innocent, Marisol, and stop with this crazy act. Why the sudden interest in walking into the forest this late? I'm sure Caleb must've already warned you just how dangerous it could get!”“What dang
She pauses for what was no more than a few seconds, but feels like way more as she listens for another being or the noises she heard the last time. Anxiety creeps into Marisol's mind, but her determination spurs her forward after she'd confirmed that she was alone. Marisol explores the dimly lit co
Realizing that she'd spent too long skimming through books and had gotten very distracted from her main goal, which was finding the tunnel and finding her way home, she decided to call it quits with the Library for the meantime.A little light-headed from all the new information, Marisol stumbles ou