Astrid
I ran through the dense forest, my heart pounding as fast as my footsteps on the ground. Magnus's scent was fresh, leading me to him. My wolf was just as eager, pushing me to run faster, urging me forward. The trees blurred past me, the cool night air stinging my cheeks. The full moon hung high above, casting an eerie glow over everything.
I burst into a clearing, and there he was. Magnus. He stood tall, but his strong demeanor wasn't showing, just as I remembered, but there was a tension in his stance, a shadow in his eyes. He turned as I approached, his eyes widening with recognition and relief.
"Astrid," he breathed, stepping towards me.
