The gray light of dawn was filtering through the pack house as I entered Morwens cottage .

The scent of herbs and incense clung heavy in the air , combined with the acid bite of burned candles .

I sighed as I recalled my encounter with Dane earlier this morning , even though he had asked me to leave .

I could see in his eyes that he wanted me to stay with him , but even as I saw the longing in his eyes , I also saw the fear in them .

I had left .

But , I promise to go back soon , I must save him .

I pushed those thoughts off my mind and I raised my gaze to see Morwen standing at her workbench , her back to me , grinding something in a stone mortar .

She didnt turn , but said , I was wondering when youd come to me .

How the fuck did you ….

? I started , but she cut me off with a wave of her hand , her curls bouncing as she turned .

Youve been radiating energy like a bonfire in the woods .

Even the cats are on edge , she said , gesturing to a sleek black feline that glared at me from its perch by the window .

I took a steadying breath .

I had another dream .

About the silver figure .

At this , Morwens hazel eyes narrowed , and she set down the 2/7 Chapter 172 mortar .

Tell me everything .

I told her everything : how it pulsed with light , how I felt myself being drawn to it , and finally , the unmistakable vision of Dane .

Morwen listened , her face impossible to read , her hands clasped tightly in front of her .

When I finished , she turned away , pacing the tiny space .

This is no ordinary dream , she muttered .

That much I gathered , I replied dryly .

She shot me a look .

Im serious , Aurora .

This dream .

Its a message .

Or rather , a warning .

My stomach churned .

A warning about what ? Morwen stopped pacing and turned to me , her face unusually grave .

Transformation .

in the

I asked , my voice barely above a

and pulled down an old looking thick

through its pages , The moon goddess works in mysteries and cycles ,

more than it should for a wolf without

shes preparing you for something monumental

what ? I pressed

one page filled with intricate diagrams

kind of transformation

silver figure , are

Nameless , you may need to become something …

I swallowed hard .

mean ? What would I become ? Her eyes met mine , filled with a mixture of pity and

I dont know .

of this magnitude always comes

settled

That depends on the

, your identity … She hesitated before adding softly ,

nearest chair , my legs giving way

its note almost musical

, I said finally after an eternity

this change is the only way to save Dane , to defeat the 4/7 Chapter 172 Nameless , then I have to

Whatever the cost .

me for a moment , her eyes probing

are stronger than

even that is not enough

is there ?

, placing a hand on my

Faith .

trust in yourself

I laughed bitterly .

Thats easy to say when I dont

sees you , Morwen said firmly

see yourself

to comfort me , but I only felt worse , I nodded ,

? Prepare , she said

you must be ready

Yes ? Be careful

bound to sense the change

try to

my fingers over the pearl pendant

Let him try .

sat in my chambers , alone , the journal my mother

cipher language ; they were alive , ran

: The silver light is both the key and

the chosen to the will of the goddess , but only those who embrace

ran my fingers over the words , feeling a shiver run down my

dreams wasnt just a guide ; it was a part of me , something I had yet

door broke my concentration

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