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 that the groves powers

that it

should be theirs , Dane

down to Eira , who still

and widely about the room

know this , didnt you ? That was why you acted so uneasy ever since

217 the words to

reaches out and lays a comforting touch on

tell us

cant protect the pack if we dont know what we

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

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

it was

then I found the marks within the forest and

what they believe belongs to

her words hangs heavy within the room , and the

forward , his

did you see the marks ? In the western forest

the old riverbed

clenching his jaw

, he

need to know how

with you , I say before I can

eyes ,

have to

know ,

want to

up between the two of us ; her tone allows

Be careful .

Both of you .

as we leave the packhouse

feels different now : darker , colder

are gone ; instead

onward but cautiously ,

within , something unnatural grows in strength

, when we reach the

signs Eira described carved into the trees , their

, his hand

alive , he whispers

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

mean ? I

arent just

claiming

inside the

is unnatural becomes heavy

, an abandoned

firepit is cold , but everywhere are the signs of

on the ground

pinned to a tree marks Broken Ridge

stoops and picks up one of the bones

has

planning

.

shiver down my

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