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The forest floor was a patchwork of shadows and moonlight, the dense canopy above filtering the silver rays in a sporadic pattern. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, but a new, acrid smell now overpowered them all—wolfsbane. It took only a moment for Morna to recognize it, and a chill ran down her spine.

She had just come from her mother's house, her nerves still raw from the scare earlier that evening. The frantic taxi ride, the rush through the door, only to find her mother weak but safe—no wolfsbane, just transformation stress. Relief had been short-lived; now, another emergency loomed before her....