I didn't come to Ebonwood to uncover ancient secrets or to find out the forest whispers back-sometimes louder than I'd like. I came to escape the ordinary. My life back in town? Predictable. Safe. Boring. But from the moment I crossed the iron gates and found myself following trails of strange symbols, nothing about this place has felt normal. The trees twist like they're alive. Shadows slink through the mist. And then there's Lachlan-brooding, beautiful, and far too tied to the darkness curling beneath this forest. He says I don't belong here. That the power waking up inside me isn't something I'll want to understand. And yet, here I am, unraveling riddles that make my skin crawl and being hunted by figures I can't name. The forest wants something from me, and Lachlan-well, he's not helping as much as he thinks. But I can't walk away now. Not when the truth is this close, and the shadows are breathing down my neck. Whatever the price is for answers, I'm willing to pay. Probably.