Adventure of Alice Feilth 2

Alice Feilth sinks his fangs into the wolf’s neck. The beast jerks once, then the magical toxin takes hold in a heartbeat.

Its legs lock. Its hackles freeze. The wolf drops rigid onto the forest floor, eyes still open, trapped in a waking sleep.

Outside the hut, the rest of the pack whimpers low and backs deeper into the trees. No one dares rush the clearing now.

The silence that follows feels wrong, too deep for a moonless wood. The ruined hut stands beside him like a broken witness.

Alice knows the change is not just power. It is a clue, something bound to the same strange force that warps flesh in this world since the Vatican fell and magic broke free.

If he can master this toxin, he may learn who made the transformations, and why.