CHAPTER 41: "Turns Out the Past Doesn’t Stay Buried—It Haunts You in the Form

NADIA

I entered the seer's house that stay at the farthest edge of the pack's territory, hidden behind thick trees and wildflowers, as if the forest itself was trying to keep it secret.

It was small but strong, built with smooth dark bricks and a polished wooden roof, covered in Ivy that climbs like ancient hands trying to reach the sky.

The front porch was wide, held up by carved wooden column etched with old packs symbols….wolves,moon.and flames.

A wind chime made of cowries and glass pieces tinkeld gently in the breeze. A digital security camera blinked red above the door, but just beneath it hung an old charm made of leather and herb…an idea of the past, warding of spirits no camera could catch.