Semua Bab Alpha Daddy Messy Doll: Bab 11

I waited until I could hear both my parents breathing steadily through their bedroom door. Then I crept downstairs, slipped out the back door, and disappeared into the moonlit forest behind our house.The woods felt wrong tonight.The usual night sounds—crickets, owls, rustling leaves—had vanished. Only thick, suffocating silence remained, as if the forest itself was holding its breath. My flashlight beam barely cut through the darkness; the light seemed weak, almost reluctant. Thorns snagged my arms like greedy fingers. Low branches whipped my face, leaving stinging cuts. Every step sank into damp, rotting earth that smelled of decay and old blood.My wolf paced frantically inside me, her warnings growing louder.She’s there. Closer. Waiting.I pushed on, vines brushing my skin like warm, living flesh. I had to find her—the memory-tampering witch. Ancient werewolf histories spoke of forbidden chapels where dark witches hid. I remembered the stories. I had no choice.The trees finally