Howling Wolf

happening since his return to Windfall Ridge. The conversations with his mother, his father's cryptic warnings, and now Lillian's unwavering support-it was all so overw

it was Lillian before he even opened it. Her presence had become a constant in his

he opened the door. She held a small bag in he

d, stepping aside to let

hen. "And I thought, maybe we could go for a walk today. Th

further into its grasp. He wasn't sure what he expected to find, but he knew that it wasn't something he could avoid any longer

that?" he asked, his voic

, Anthony. But I believe that you are. The ridge has chosen you for a reas

ad spent so many years running from this place, from the mysteries it held, a

" he confessed, looking down at hi

. "We'll start where

f any longer. There was something in his heart telling him that today was

illing their lungs as they walked in silence. Anthony's heart pounded in his chest, not from fear, but from an anticipation he co

runks thick and ancient. The forest around them seemed to grow quieter, the onl

round them, her eyes scanning the trees, as if she were looking for something hidden just beyond sight.

e asked, her voice b

faint rustling of leaves and the distant call of birds, but then he felt it-a strange vibration in the air, a hum that se

mitted, his voice barely

he ridge. The Silver Wolf's power is always present, just beneath the sur

ching him? He had only seen glimpses of the creature, but there was no dou

me to me?" he asked, his

s. "But not in the way you expect. It's not just about the wolf, Anthony. It's

s pressed down on him, but there was also something else-a deep, undeniable

'm ready for th

to face him. "But you are. You've always been ready.

nd comforting. Anthony didn't resist. There was something about the way she said it, t

t awaited him deeper in the ridge, but he knew that he couldn't face it alone anymore. Lillian h

the unknown, into the heart of the

accept the reality of his connection to the ridge and the Silver Wolf. Lill