Chapter 207 AURORA The meadow is alive , and it can feel my presence through the air thick and electric .

My limbs shook but I forced myself to remain firm .

I look right into his eyes .

He slowly inches closer as he speaks , You shouldnt have come here , this was not for finding .

I breathe steadily , the tips of my fingers grazing against the cracked pendant on my chest .

I did not come here accidentally , I say , firm words that oppose the trembling .

He cocks his head to one side , a gleam seeming to pass over his green , shining eyes as he looks at me inquiringly , an analyst might .

The place around us suddenly starts to change ; the roots of the trees begin to hum with faint , quick pulsars , almost in rhythm .

with some heartbeat .

Truth is a dangerous thing , Luna , it says in a low rumbling .

voice .

Once seen , it cannot be unseen .

Who are you ? I ask , my pulse racing .

I am Lirien , it says after a long pause .

The Keeper of the Chapter 207 Grove .

A guardian bound to this place since Kaels betrayal .

2/6 The name sends a shiver down my spine .

Betrayal ? I echo , my voice barely above a whisper .

Lirien nods , his form rippling like smoke caught in the wind .

Kaels greed corrupted the roots of this grove .

His pact with the Moon Goddess was meant to preserve balance , to protect the pack .

But he broke that pact , and in so doing , he cursed this place and everything tied to it .

I swallow hard , the weight of Liriens words settling .

… its the reason the pack suffered ? Why there was so

throughout generations , tainting tragedies and giving birth to threats like the

tied into the lifeblood of the pack , and it was poisoned by Kaels actions

inside me , eating away some of my

me how to fix it ,

break the curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its voice

tree holds

the big tree over there ; its roots shine like veins stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk :

? I ask although I know it deep

for a life , Lirien says

grove to heal , for the curse to be lifted , there needs to be one of free will

then will the balance be restored

it presses down upon me , the feeling like

I whisper ,

another way , another thing

way , Lirien says

of the grove runs deep , its

the purest act of selflessness can cleanse

tightens as I take a step back

asking me

A chance that this might work ?

not a

is a

only you

to the pendant on my chest

just leave the grove as is ? The corruption will spread

keep suffering , and in time , the

balance between the

thick silence falls between us , the only sound the soft hum

can answer , the earth around me begins

stumble , barely keeping my footing as the roots twist

yell ,

sensed your presence , Lirien says , its voice

will not let you leave without a

the earth , their undulations wild and predatory as they slither

answers with a weak flare , the light dancing within it like a candle

Lirien shouts ; its voice rings out across the

! The tendrils lash about , one flicking along my

cold shoots through me , deadening my limbs ,

, tumbling backward as the roots below my feet suddenly twist treacherously

gets between me and the tendrils , his body inflating to a towering mass of shadow and

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