Chapter One hundred

A piercing cry, raw and filled with agony, ripped through the silence. It was a sound that burrowed into her soul, an echo of primal fear. Vicky, her friend, stopped beside her, her eyes wide with alarm.

"Did you hear that?" Vicky whispered, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves.

"It sounded like..." Jessica trailed off, her heart pounding in her chest. It was a sound she'd heard before, a sound that sent a shiver down her spine. A sound of pure, unadulterated terror.

"It was like a wolf's howl, but… different." Vicky said, her voice high with apprehension. "Like a scream."

The chilling truth slammed into Jessica like a physical blow. It was the Night of the Blood Moon, the night Draven's curse awaken, the night he would become consumed by a primal fury, a night that transformed him into a savage beast.

Fear clawed at Jessica's throat. She knew Draven's curse too well, having witnessed its horrifying effects firsthand. The memory of his eyes, once filled with warmth an