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.

for the day that

that it

should be theirs , Dane concludes grimly

Eira , who still shivers as she sits at the hearth

dart nervously and widely about the room , but

softly , falling to one knee beside her , you did know this , didnt you ?

217 the words to describe

reaches out and lays a comforting touch on her arm

need to tell us

we dont know what we

, her voice shaking , before she

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

was anything more than words

the marks within the forest and

coming to take what they believe

heavy within the room , and the pack listens

steps forward , his

the marks ? In the western forest , Eira says

the old riverbed

, clenching his jaw

go , he says

to know how close they

you , I say before

narrows his eyes , staring at me ominously

have to

, I

want to

between the two of us ; her tone allows for

Be careful .

Both of you .

do not know what they Chapter 217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse , the responsibility

different now : darker

; instead , an uncomfortable silence laps around us

hurry onward but cautiously , our senses

deep within , something unnatural

when we reach the riverbed

carved into the

closer , his hand back

alive ,

it catches my eye , a pulsating sheen filling the symbols , and

I dont

arent just

claiming

inside the forest

unnatural becomes heavy

find it eventually , an abandoned campsite

everywhere are the signs of

ground

Ridge , the lines leading straight to

stoops and picks up

face has gone hard

theyre planning

.

sends a shiver

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