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

now that it is

theirs

flicks down to Eira , who still shivers as

eyes dart nervously and widely about the room , but she

you did know this , didnt you

the words

and lays a comforting

tell us

cant protect the pack if we dont know what

stammers , her voice shaking , before she finally says

an oath to return when the groves power was at its

it was anything

within

they believe belongs

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

forward ,

see the marks ? In the western forest , Eira

old riverbed

, clenching his

go , he says

know how close

with you , I say before I can stop

narrows his eyes ,

have to

, I respond

I want to

between the two of us ;

Be careful .

Both of you .

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

now

sounds are gone ; instead ,

cautiously , our senses

we are deep within ,

when we reach the riverbed

Eira described carved into

closer , his hand back brushing against

alive , he

sheen filling the symbols ,

mean ? I dont know

they arent just warnings

are claiming this

further inside the

unnatural

it eventually , an

cold , but everywhere are the signs of recent

the ground , their surfaces gleaming in the moonlight

map pinned to a tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading

and picks up one of the bones

face has

planning

.

shiver down my

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