Chapter 400: Where the Forest Holds Its Breath
Noctis came to a sudden stop.
Snow sprayed forward as his paws dug hard into the frozen ground, claws carving shallow grooves into ice and dirt. His massive frame tensed, muscles coiling instinctively as his head snapped up.
The forest shifted around him.
The trees here were denser, older — their trunks thick and twisted, bark darkened by age and frost. Branches overlapped overhead like interlocked ribs, blocking much of the sky. The air felt heavier and thicker here.
He had not even realized it at first; his aim was just searching for Sophia, but he noticed it now. The Heart of Nirvana lay not far from here.
At least, the part they referred to as the heart of Nirvana.
Every wolf who belonged to the Nightshade Pack knew the stories.
