Elena's P.O.V
As I sprinted through the dense foliage, my heart raced with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. Each step felt like liberation, the thudding of my feet against the earth echoing my determination to break free. The branches whispered as I pushed through them, their soft rustling a symphony to my ears, a symphony of escape. For a moment, I dared to believe I was finally free from the suffocating grasp of captivity, free from the constraints that bound me to a life I didn't choose.
My breath came in ragged gasps, the thrill of my escape mingling with the sharp sting of the cold air in my lungs. I hadn't planned this escape as meticulously as I had planned to take down the Lycan King, but as I ran deeper into the forest, I felt a surge of hope. I was certain I could find my way to safety, to Lucien, the one person I trusted to help me break free from this nightmare.
