Chapter 163. Corrupted Memories

Her voice, the voice of my voice, as soothing as it was, carried an edge of anticipation that made my chest tighten. I close my eyes, feeling her presence ripple through me, stronger now than it had ever been. 

“No,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. I needed to tell her the truth. Why lie to her when she would know? She literally was my wolf, a part of me. “But I don’t have a choice, do I?” I chuckled nervously, not a single hint of humor there. 

The silence that followed was almost comforting, as though Aria understood my fears but would not indulge them. 

I took a shaky step forward, the damp earth sinking lightly under my boots. I dropped the flashlight and stared up at the tree. It loomed over me, its branches twisting and reaching toward the sky like ancient fingers. 

The glow of the leaves intensified, bathing the clearing in an ethereal light. 

“It’s time,” My wolf’s voice echoed in my head. “Just like we practiced last ni