Chapter 145 Into The Heart Of The Woods

• Werewolves are a strange and intricate blend of man and beast. The wolf brings raw strength, ferocity, and instinct, while the human side offers wisdom, strategy, and a resilient spirit. It’s a balance that makes werewolves nearly invincible. When one is hurt, the other heals or comforts, and together, they become a formidable force. Only a rare few things can disrupt this powerful bond—one of them being harm to the wolf within.
• This is where the Hunters come in. Born out of a need to maintain order and keep evil werewolves in check, Hunters discovered a cruel but effective way to harm us. They use silver arrows, their tips coated with a substance known as wolf poison. On its own, the poison is harmless to humans. But to our kind, it’s lethal. It weakens the wolf inside, cutting off its ability to heal or protect. Without our wolves, we’re just like any other mortal being—fragile and vulnerable.
• But it wasn’t wolf poison that had me feeling so hollow and miserable right now. The pain I was experiencing had nothing to do with physical wounds or battle scars. No, this was something much deeper. It was Mia, my wolf, who was upset with me. And when your wolf is upset, it’s like a piece of your soul is torn away. I could feel her anger simmering beneath the surface, a constant reminder of the bond I had strained. She was angry that I’d dragged her away from Michael, from the comforting scents and familiar presence she craved. And now, I was paying the price for my decision in the most excruciating way possible.