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.

hiding , just waiting for the day that the

now that it

theirs , Dane concludes grimly

to Eira , who still shivers as she sits at the

eyes dart nervously and widely about the room ,

, you did know this ,

217 the words to describe it

out and lays a comforting touch

to tell us

dont know what we are fighting

voice shaking , before she finally says , The Forgotten werent

to return

it was anything more

I found the marks within the forest and felt their presence

take what they believe belongs to them

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

steps forward , his

you see the marks ? In

the old riverbed

nods , clenching his

, he says

how

with you , I say before I can stop myself

, staring at

have to

know , I

want to

two of us ; her tone allows for

Be careful .

Both of you .

in acquiescence as we

different now : darker , colder

are gone ; instead , an uncomfortable silence

onward but cautiously , our senses high

we are deep within , something unnatural

when we reach the riverbed

see them , the signs Eira described carved into the trees , their twisted lines

closer , his hand

, he whispers

sheen filling the symbols

mean ? I dont

they arent just

are claiming

go further inside

unnatural

it eventually , an abandoned campsite

cold , but everywhere are the

scattered on the ground , their surfaces gleaming in the

Ridge

217 Dane stoops and picks up one

has gone hard

theyre planning

.

thought sends a shiver down my

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