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.

the day that the groves powers

it

be theirs , Dane concludes

Eira , who still shivers as she sits at

widely about the room , but she

this , didnt you

217 the words to describe

Aurora reaches out and lays a comforting

need to tell

dont know

she finally says , The Forgotten

an oath to return when the groves power was at

believe it was anything more than words

within the forest and felt

take what they believe belongs to

the room , and the pack listens in tense silence , their fear palpable

, his

In

the old riverbed

, clenching

, he

to know how

you , I say before I can stop

narrows his eyes , staring

have to

, I respond

I want to

between the two of us ; her tone allows

Be careful .

Both of you .

not know what they Chapter 217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse

different now :

night sounds are gone ; instead , an

cautiously , our senses

within , something unnatural

we reach

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

hand back brushing against the bark

, he whispers

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

does that mean ? I dont

arent just

claiming this

further inside the

is unnatural becomes

, an

is cold , but everywhere are

runes lie scattered on the ground

tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading straight

Dane stoops and picks

has

planning something big

.

thought sends a shiver down my spine

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