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.

went into hiding , just waiting for the

now that it is

it should be theirs

still shivers as she sits at the

widely about the room , but

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

the words

a comforting touch on her arm

tell

if we dont know what we are fighting against

, her voice shaking , before she finally

made a pact , an oath to return when the

was anything more

the marks within the forest and felt their presence

to take what they believe belongs to them

within the room , and the pack listens in tense silence

steps forward ,

see the marks ? In the

old riverbed

nods , clenching

go , he says

need to know how

say

narrows his eyes , staring

dont have

, I respond

I want

of us

Be careful .

Both of you .

we leave the packhouse ,

feels different now : darker

night sounds are gone ; instead

cautiously , our

deep within ,

last , when we reach the riverbed

the signs Eira described carved into the trees , their twisted lines glowing faintly

closer , his hand back brushing

, he

sheen filling the symbols , and is suddenly

that mean ? I dont know , Dane replies

they arent just warnings

are claiming

inside the

is unnatural becomes heavy

it eventually , an

everywhere

on the ground ,

tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading straight to the

stoops and picks up one of the bones

face has

planning something big

.

thought sends a shiver down my

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