Chapter 63

*Logan*

My legs propelled me forward, my body moving with a speed that felt like a glide. I advanced as if the earth were a polished surface. My breaths were steady and shallow, and my heart thudded in what seemed like slow motion.

I ran forward, deeper and deeper into the dark forest. On the way, I passed clumps of trees whose crowns shone with bright colors, jumped over fallen rotten logs covered with golden moss, and heard birds chirping above me, encouraging me to stop and admire their landscape.

I felt something was wrong, although I couldn't describe what threatened me here. The shadows behind the white barks were hissing, whistling, and whispering. And even though I wanted to stop and assess the threat, my legs didn't stop running.

As time passed, I felt a gradual pulse in my head, a peculiar sensation as if something unseen yearned to emerge from within me. Meanwhile, Gunnar commenced a haunting, melodic howl at the luminous moon. His demeanor exuded an unmistakable sense of d