Rune's POV “All alone,” I muttered, “in this dark, not-so-creepy forest.” I had just realized that most people who spoke about the witch were being paranoid. Or perhaps I was in the wrong place. Assuming Carmila would reside somewhere in the mountains had been a bold mistake, and I needed to correct it. It had barely been five minutes, and I was already beginning to regret letting Keith go. I scanned the area for any signs of life—a plume of smoke, maybe—but the only inhabitants were the woodland critters. Since physical signs were unhelpful, I decided to rely on magic. There were no magical footprints or residues, except for the one I used to teleport myself and Keith here. But even that was gone, as if it had been erased. “Well, that’s not normal,” I said aloud. “What is not?” Thane asked. My wolf had been weak these past few months, his strength waning due to the rowan. I was his lifeline, but I was struggling too, with no one to support me. I sank to the ground,
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