you had heard the stories. you knew what happened with Tam Lin, and Janet but no. you didn't listen and you entered the forests.

and now, you were part of the Wild Hunt.

horns that sounded like judgment and wrath blare from all around you and the peal of hoofbeats like thunder are all you can hear as you tear through the woods, over branches and tangled roots.

the lead fae was gaining, you couldn't properly make out anything except he was painfully beautiful, and grinning like a wolf.