Chapter 11 Fire In The Bloodwood

Celeste's lungs burned as she stared at the flames swallowing the distant forest.

The Bloodwood was on fire.

The sky was a deep, angry red, smoke curling into the air like twisted fingers. The scent of charred wood and blood hit her nose, thick and suffocating.

And standing at the edge of the burning trees-

Werewolves.

Dozens of them.

Not hun