SERAPHINA’S POV
The final challenge.
The air itself carried a weight that morning—heavy with expectation, anticipation, the unmistakable tang of nerves sharpening every inhale.
I remembered back when the LST had seemed like some far-off mountain I couldn’t possibly climb.
And now here I was, standing at the base of the last summit.
The Path of the Great Wolf.
One last obstacle. Two days. One of three wild terrains.
