GAVIN'S POVHARD CHOICEThe journey to Thalia’s lair had been nothing short of gruelling. The forest had grown darker with each passing mile, the trees taller and more menacing as if the earth itself wanted to warn us away.We had trekked through unforgiving terrain, pushing past exhaustion, all the while feeling the weight of what we were about to face.My father walked ahead, silent and focused, while the pack officials, two of my most trusted warriors, moved like shadows beside me.It had been days since I’d last spoken to Iris. Days since she’d told me to stay away, and though I had respected her wishes, the distance gnawed at me.The silence felt suffocating, and yet, here I was, miles away, chasing the only lead that might save us both.Thalia, the witch who cursed me was the key to breaking this spell. Or at least, that’s what I hoped.“We’re close,” my father said, his voice low as he scanned the path ahead. His keen senses were on high alert, as were mine. The air here felt d
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