Eva

bring them a sense of comfort amidst the chaos surrounding them. "It's going to be okay," Eva whispered, her voice soft yet firm. "We're going to get through this together, I promise." She looke

gth from their innocent smiles, finding solace in that brief respite from the harsh reality surrounding them. Hours turned into what felt like days as they continued their trek through the labyrinthine tunnels. Eva's legs grew tired, her muscles aching with each step, but she never stopped. Their safety was her priority, and she would go to any length to protect her newborn and her siblings. Her thoughts were interrupted by a distant howl - a chilling, haunting sound that sent shivers down her spine. It was a sound Eva knew all too well. The hunters were closing in on them. They couldn't afford to waste even a second. "Stay close, Millie, Eddie," Eva whispered, her voice barely loud enough to be heard over the echoing sound of their footsteps. She urged them to quicken their pace, leading them through passages that seemed to twist and turn in impossible ways. As they walked past crumbling walls of stone and fragile wooden beams, the darkness played tricks on their eyes. Shadows danced, taking on menacing forms that left Eva's heart with fear. But she pushed her fear aside, focusing all her energy on protecting her family. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the tunnels, followed by footsteps approaching rapidly. Eva's heart leapt into her throat as she urged her siblings to run. Panic coursed through her veins, her thoughts consumed by the urgency to keep Millie, Eddie, and their newborn baby safe. They stumbled around sharp corners, their feet slipping on damp stones, as they desperately searched for an exit. Eva's mind replayed Sebastian's voice, guiding her through the intricate maze. "There's a hidden passageway," he had told her. "Look for a carved wolf symbol above a small alcove. That's the way out." Minutes stretched into eternity as they frantically scanned the walls for any sign of the wolf symbol. The noises of their pursuers g