Chapter 387: Into The Shadows

Astrid's POV

The forest around us was suffocating, its silence oppressive. Every step deeper into rogue territory felt like a journey into a nightmare.

My wolf was on edge, her instincts screaming that danger lurked just beyond the trees.

Drystan led our group, his movements precise and calculated as he tracked Rowena's faint scent.

Nova kept pace beside him, her body still healing but her determination unyielding.

I trailed close behind, my gaze darting between the shadows, each step weighted by the tension of what we might find.

"She's leading us somewhere," Drystan muttered, his voice tight with frustration. "But whether it's to the Rogue King or a trap, I can't tell."

"She won't outsmart us again," Nova replied, her tone sharp with anger.

I wished I shared her confidence, but something about this chase didn't sit right.

Rowena wasn't careless, and she wasn't predictable. Whatever she was planning, it wouldn't be simple.

The scent trail brought us to a clearing veiled in mist. Through the haze, I saw the flicker of firelight.

"She's here," Drystan said, his claws flexing at his sides.

Killian motioned for silence, and we spread out, surrounding the clearing.

As we closed in, I caught sight of Rowena sitting by the fire, her posture unnervingly calm. But it wasn't her that made my heart stop.

Beside her stood a figure I hadn't seen in years but knew instantly. Andros.

The breath hitched in my throat, my chest tightening. Memories of his betrayal flooded back in an instant-the blood on his hands, the coldness in his eyes, the lies he had told to cover his crime.

wolf snarled, her rage

low. "Is that

my

tightened, his own fury simmering beneath his controlled

wait. He stepped into the clearing, his claws extended, his

sweeping over us. "Took you long enough." "Andros,” I said,

and for a

he said, his voice calm, almost

pushing

expression indifferent. "Trying to survive. Same as

Andros. You

demeanor unreadable. "You don't

snapped. "You sold

our attention. "I told you he'd be a popular reunion guest,"

Drystan snarled, his claws digging into the

and Andros to sit near the fire, warriors

stood over Rowena,

take the Amulet? And

more than just

Killian pressed, his

to sever

themselves apart. Wolves without

bonds become rogues."

anger warring with the

believe anything you say?"

met

planning. I know how he thinks. And whether you trust me

flexed, his wolf surging forward. "Convenient, isn't it?

family, and now you think you can waltz back in and

stood abruptly,

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