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

it

think it should be theirs , Dane concludes grimly

to Eira , who still shivers as she sits at the

eyes dart nervously and widely about the room , but she

falling to one knee beside her , you did know this , didnt you ? That was why you acted so uneasy ever since

words

lays a comforting

to tell

we dont know what we are fighting

her voice shaking , before she finally says , The Forgotten werent just

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

believe it was anything more

I found the marks within the

to take what they believe

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

, his face unreadable

see the marks ? In the western forest ,

the old

, clenching his jaw

go , he says

how

you , I say before

narrows his eyes , staring at

have

, I

I want to

gets up between the two of us ;

Be careful .

Both of you .

what they Chapter 217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse , the responsibility for pack safety weighing our shoulders

different now :

sounds are gone ; instead , an uncomfortable silence laps around

but cautiously , our senses

,

last , when we reach the riverbed

, the signs Eira described carved into the

steps closer , his hand back brushing against the bark

alive ,

, a pulsating sheen filling the symbols , and is suddenly so

? I

they arent just

are claiming

go further inside the forest

unnatural

find it eventually , an

, but everywhere

runes lie scattered on the ground

pinned to a tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading

217 Dane stoops and picks up one

has gone hard

theyre planning

.

sends a shiver down my

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