Chapter 33

Rose's POV

As the werewolves approached, their muscular bodies moved with eerie grace, their paws silently padding against the forest floor while fear gripped me.

Moonlight dappled their fur, casting an ethereal glow upon their savage forms. Their hot breath mingled with the cool night air, creating a fog that swirled around them like a sinister shroud.

One of the werewolves, larger and more imposing than the rest, raised its snout to the sky, its nostrils flaring as it caught the scent of the wind. It let out a guttural growl, its amber eyes scanning the area, searching for the source of the disturbance. The other members of the pack followed suit, their heads turning in unison, their sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.

My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to betray my presence with its thunderous beat. I pressed myself closer to the tree, willing my body to meld with the bark, to become one with the forest itself. The tension in the air was palpable as the werewolves close