Forbidden Harvest

Stella

“Oh my god, Stella… could it be?”

Vance’s eyes widen next to me. I crouch down to get a closer look at the dark mushrooms nestled in the dirt at our feet.

“Yes,” I breathe, reaching out to run my finger along their tops. “This is it. Black truffles.”

This is exactly what we've been searching for, but something feels off, discordant in a way that pricks at my senses.

Vance crouches down bes