Chapter 217 TRAJAN Its a celebration thats starting to feel very far away , somehow due to the feeling of tension coiling around the packhouse .

Wolves stand in groups , their voices hushed , eyes darting nervously toward the forest .

I pace by the window , my stomach tied .

Its too quiet .

That kind of quiet that signals trouble .

Dane steps into the clearing , pale face drawn tight .

His hand opens , disclosing a piece of bark with strange , glowing marks etched into it .

We got a problem , he says ; the tone urgent as hell .

But before he has a chance to explain himself , I am bursting through the packhouse door , my heart beating with an irregular rhythm , words bursting from my lips well in advance of the possibility of a rational mind actually preventing them from happening .

Its too late , I whisper , shaking .

Theyre already here .

The room falls silent , and all eyes whip to me .

Aurora elbows her way through the parted crowd , a mask of fear and determination across her face .

What do you mean , theyre already here ? she asks , her voice Chapter 217 my mind .

The Forgotten , I spoke low and quietly .

It has waited for such a thing , and it now … comes to us .

The eyes of Aurora narrowed on the question of who .

Who were they , and what would they do ? 2/6 I swallow hard , the weight of the truth heavy inside me .

The Forgotten were exiled a very long time ago , I begin .

In Kaels time .

They felt this grove was to be used , wielded .

To control life , not to help it .

The room seems to tilt ; whispers spread as the pack exchanges uneasy glances .

They saw the grove as a weapon , I continue .

And when Kael and the rest wouldnt side with their beliefs , they exiled them .

No one ever heard of them again .

Many thought they were murdered .

Auroras eyes narrow .

But theyre not , she says .

I shake my head .

No.

, just waiting for the day that

now that it is back

be theirs , Dane concludes

gaze flicks down to Eira , who still shivers as she sits

nervously and widely about the room , but she says nothing

, you did know this , didnt you ? That was why you

the words

lays a comforting

need to tell us everything

cant protect the pack if we dont know what we are fighting

before she finally says , The Forgotten werent just

a pact , an oath to return when the groves power was at its

was anything more than

I found the marks within the forest and

to take what they believe

hangs heavy within the room , and the pack listens in tense

forward , his face

the marks ? In the western

the old riverbed

nods , clenching his

, he

how

say

eyes , staring at me ominously

have to

,

I want to

us ; her tone allows for no argument

Be careful .

Both of you .

Chapter 217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse , the responsibility for pack

The forest feels different now :

night sounds are gone ; instead , an uncomfortable silence

cautiously , our senses

, something unnatural grows in strength

we reach the

, the signs Eira described carved into the

hand back brushing against

alive ,

a pulsating sheen filling the symbols , and is suddenly so unnatural it feels wrong

does that mean ? I dont know , Dane

they arent just warnings

claiming this land

further inside

is unnatural becomes heavy

it eventually , an abandoned campsite

cold , but everywhere

on the ground , their surfaces gleaming in the

tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading

stoops and picks up one of the

has gone hard

theyre planning something big

.

a shiver down my spine

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