Chapter 252

The ancient cabin appeared out of nowhere, its moss-covered roof and crumbling walls blending seamlessly with the forest. Elyra's breath caught as they approached. There was something about this place that called to her, a faint echo of recognition she couldn't explain. "It doesn't look safe," Dain muttered, his fiery eyes scanning the perimeter.

"It's better than nothing," Matthew said, his voice weak as he leaned on Elyra for support.

Inside, the cabin was eerily quiet, dust motes swirling in the faint light that seeped through cracks in the walls. Faded carvings adorned the wooden beams-images of wolves howling under a full moon, and a woman with flowing silver hair standing among them. Elyra ran her fingers over one of the carvings, her skin tingling as if the wood held a memory trying to resurface.

As Dain tended to the fire, Elyra sat across from

a whisper. "Every time I use

and he moved closer, his presence steady and grounding. "You're stronger than you think, Elyra. Whatever this

more intense. Before she

instant, his body tense. "Stay here," he ordered, grabbing

as he stepped outside. Shadowy creatures emerged from the darkness, their eyes gleaming with malevolence. Their forms were twisted, vaguely wolf-like, but grotesque

Elyra felt the power within her surge as she and Dain fought side by side, their movements instinctive and seamless. The creatures were fast and relentless, but together they

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