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.

into hiding , just waiting for the day that the groves powers

that it

theirs , Dane

Eira , who still shivers as she

dart nervously and widely about the room , but she

, didnt you ? That was

217 the words to describe it

reaches out and lays a comforting touch on her

need to tell us everything

if we dont know what we are fighting against

, before she finally says , The Forgotten werent just

return when

was anything more than words

marks within the forest and

coming to take what they believe

of her words hangs heavy within the room , and the pack listens in tense silence

steps forward , his face unreadable

the marks ? In the

old

clenching his jaw

,

to know how close they

with you , I say before I

narrows his eyes , staring at me

have

know ,

want

of us ; her tone

Be careful .

Both of you .

Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse , the responsibility for pack safety weighing

feels different now : darker

normal night sounds are gone ; instead ,

cautiously ,

,

when we reach

them , the signs Eira described carved into

his hand back brushing

alive ,

a pulsating sheen filling the symbols ,

does that mean ? I dont know , Dane

they arent

are claiming this land

inside

unnatural becomes

it eventually , an abandoned

everywhere are

the ground , their surfaces

to a tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading straight to

and picks up one of the

has gone hard

planning

.

thought sends a shiver down

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