Settling things

{mass release 4/5}

Hearing Asher's command, Fey and the other person slowly grabbed their belongings, careful not to make any sudden movements that could draw attention. They knew trouble was coming, but it was better to keep that knowledge to themselves rather than let the rest of the carriage find out.

If the others realized what was happening, panic would spread like wildfire, and their biggest threat wouldn't just be whatever was lurking outside—it would be the people inside. They would turn on each other, desperate to claim whatever they could from the dead. The scent of greed was just as dangerous as the scent of blood.

Asher tightened his grip on his bag, pulling it close, and the others followed suit. But before they could fully prepare, a ruckus erupted outside. A blood-curdling scream tore through the air, its raw agony sending shivers down their spines.

A second later, another voice rang out, desperate and alarmed.

"Wolves!"