Bab 24: Losing Control

Eden stood alone, facing the wolves. The weight of the forest pressed in on him, the silence heavy with the tension of the moment.

His fingers trembled as they gripped the blindfold, his breaths ragged and shallow. Frustration and anger bubbled within him, threatening to spill over. He had held back long enough.

"Why is it," he growled, his voice breaking the cold silence, "that every time I try to understand this damn world, something has to interrupt me?"

The words hung in the air, carried by the chill that seemed to deepen with each passing second. Memories crashed over him—the first time, Misty's incident, nothing more than an accident. The second time, Gray—a coincidence, maybe. But this? Stacy? No. This wasn't chance.