CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - *WEREWOLF LEGENDS*

The sun peeked through her curtains, signaling the start of another day. But as Anna rose to face it, she knew that nothing would ever be the same again. The mystery of Erik, the strange symbols, and her own unexplained connection to it all loomed before her like an oncoming storm. As Anna tossed and turned in her bed, the now-familiar dreamscape materialized around her. The moonlit clearing, the circle of wolves, and Erik at the center – it was all becoming as familiar as her own reflection. But tonight, the symbols swirling in the air seemed more urgent, their pulsing energy almost frantic. Erik's voice echoed in her mind, "Anna, you're getting closer. The truth is within your reach." She woke with a start, her heart racing and her nightshirt clinging to her sweat-soaked skin. Glancing at the clock, she groaned. 3:27 AM. Another night of broken sleep. As she dragged herself through her morning routine, Anna caught sight of her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Dark circles shado