Rise of the White Wolf

Cassia Rowe

Darkness.

It grew endlessly in every direction, swallowing me whole.

I tried to move, but there was nothing—no ground, no sky, just an endless void that pressed down on me like a suffocating weight. Fear rushed through my veins, cold and ruthless.

"Darius," I called, my voice barely a whisper. "Darius, where are you?"

Silence.

Panic clawed at my chest as I struggled against the void. M