[s1e4] The Wolf -

Elena's heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. She knew running was useless.

Elena froze. She raised her lantern, the flame flickering wildly in the sudden, biting wind. Yellow light washed over the gnarled roots of a massive willow tree. There, standing just beyond the golden reach of her lantern, was the Wolf. [S1E4] The Wolf

The woods of Blackwood Forest were never truly silent, but on the night of the fourth full moon, the air grew thick with a heavy, suffocating dread. Elena's heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird

The temperature dropped rapidly. Her breath came in ragged white puffs as she pushed through the dense undergrowth. She called out for Leo, her voice swallowed instantly by the oppressive canopy. Then, she heard it. She raised her lantern, the flame flickering wildly

"I am not here to fight you," she whispered, her voice trembling but resolute. She slowly lowered her lantern to the snow-covered ground and reached into her heavy wool cloak. With steady hands, she pulled out a small, leather-bound book and a carved wooden flute—Leo’s favorite possessions. "I have no meat to offer. But please, let my brother go. Take me instead."