The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1112

Vivienne withdrew her gaze and, along with Percival, ventured deeper into the woods.

Indeed, as Carly had mentioned, the scent of the wild - a mix of wolf and boar - was strong, explaining Vivienne's cautious steps.

They had barely advanced when an eerie green glow emerged from the underbrush. Vivienne, expressionless, scattered a packet of powder into the bushes before the creatures could react. The green light flickered wildly before a thud echoed through the serene forest.

"Amateurs," Vivienne scoffed, unimpressed by the threat these creatures posed.

As Vivienne and Percival turned to continue, the fallen pack of wolves suddenly rose, their eyes glowing even more intensely.

The alpha wolf locked eyes with Vivienne and growled deeply before lunging at her.

Percival, swift as ever, drew his dagger and struck, with the wolves joining the fray. Despite the blades piercing their flesh, the wolves seemed exhilarated by the bloodshed.

Vivienne realized something was amiss and advised Percival, "Don't go head-to-head; they're frenzied."

Acknowledging her advice, they regrouped back-to-back, adjusting their strategy.

Seizing an opportunity, Vivienne plunged her dagger into the temple of the alpha wolf, which collapsed and didn't rise again.

Handing her blade to Percival under the moonlight, its poisoned tip gleamed. "We need to move quickly. This commotion will draw their attention," she whispered, sensing more danger approaching.

Feeling a sense of unease, Vivienne watched as a wolf broke away, standing on a rock howling at the sky.

a glance with Percival, they

of snakes, disturbing their slumber as she passed. With nothing but a sturdy branch and her wits, she fashioned a makeshift bow and arrow, dispatching any threat with precision. By the time she had dealt with the snakes

they've

time the patrol arrived, Vivienne and Percival were long gone, leaving behind a

got intruders!" Gregg barked into

hesitated,

abandoning their posts,

put for now. We're all

wild boar, noticed people converging

you?" he asked through the

a hushed tone, "It's not just me. We've been

cabin, Percival checked Vivienne for

he asked, wiping blood from

cabin with her binoculars, noted, "Windows are shut tight. Can't guarantee there

behind. Those two were probably just to

made sense, and

the carnage in the woods, was furious. "What happened

him; despite the extensive patrol, no one had noticed

problem," a subordinate reported, rushing

livid, demanded, "What

stammered, delivering news that would only deepen the mystery of

a hush fell over the crowd, and Gregg