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 .

hung in

transformation ? I asked , my voice barely

down an old looking thick leather

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

her is deepening , more than it should for a wolf without a true wolf

as if shes preparing you

Like what ? I pressed ,

paused on one page filled with

kind of transformation that alters

figure ,

, you may need to become something … more

I swallowed hard .

eyes met mine

I dont know .

of this magnitude always comes at a

cold weight settled in my

of cost ? That depends on the goddesss

… She hesitated before adding softly , Or

, my legs

its note almost musical ,

wont be able to walk away from this , I said finally after an eternity

, to defeat the 4/7 Chapter 172 Nameless , then I have to welcome it

Whatever the cost .

regarded me for a moment

than most ,

that is not enough

else is there ? I pressed her

closer , placing a hand on my shoulder

Faith .

trust in

I laughed bitterly .

I dont even know who or

sees you , Morwen

yourself yet

me , but I only felt worse , I nodded , trying

? Prepare ,

, but you must be ready to act when the time

Yes ? Be

Nameless is bound to sense the change

try to stop it

fingers over

Let him try .

, alone , the journal my mother had left me open

language ; they were alive , ran into my mind like a wave

silver light is both the

of the goddess , but only those who embrace their true selves can

fingers over the words ,

was a part of me

at the door broke my

called , closing the journal quickly

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