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.

into hiding , just waiting for the day that the groves powers were restored

it is

theirs

who still shivers as she sits

and widely about the room ,

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

the words to describe it

out and lays a comforting

tell

we dont know what we

stammers , her voice shaking , before she finally says

return when

believe it was anything more than words

I found the marks within the

they believe belongs to them

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

, his

the marks ? In the

old

, clenching his jaw

, he says

how close they are

with you , I say before I can stop myself

, staring at me

have

, I respond

I want

two of us ; her tone allows for no argument

Be careful .

Both of you .

they Chapter 217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we

forest feels different now : darker

sounds are gone ; instead , an uncomfortable

onward but cautiously , our senses high

we are deep within , something unnatural grows in

when we reach

signs Eira described carved into the trees , their

hand back brushing against the bark

alive , he whispers

pulsating sheen filling the symbols

mean ? I

arent just warnings

are claiming this land

further inside

unnatural becomes heavy

, an abandoned campsite

cold , but everywhere are

lie scattered on the ground

Broken Ridge , the lines leading straight to the grove

217 Dane stoops and picks up one of the bones

has gone

theyre planning

.

sends a shiver down

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