The forest enveloped Dylan in a suffocating shroud of darkness as he moved cautiously through the undergrowth, his senses strained to their limits in search of any sign of his missing mate. Every rustle of leaves, every whisper of the wind sent a jolt of anticipation coursing through his veins, his heart pounding in his chest with a mixture of fear and determination.
He pressed on, his footsteps light and agile as he navigated the tangled maze of trees and shadows, his amber eyes scanning the darkness for any trace of Nico's presence. But despite his best efforts, the forest yielded no clues, no hint of the one he sought, leaving Dylan feeling helpless and alone in the vast expanse of wilderness.
Hours passed like an eternity as Dylan continued his search, his mind plagued by endless doubts and fears. What if Nico was hurt? What if he was in danger? The thought gnawed at Dylan's insides, a constant source of torment that refused to be silenced.
