Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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We’ve been following the sour’s lead all night, tracking whispers of a Black Moon war camp just beyond our border. It should be here. Track scan the forest floor–hoot prints, claw marks, the unmistakable sign of a large group moving through. But the camp itself is nowhere to be see
It feels wrong. It feels like a trap
Trise slowly, scanning the treeline behind me, the other warriors wait for my signal. Eleazar insisted on staying behind to hold the stronghold while we pushed forward, though he seemed uneasy when I told him I’d lead the mission myself. For once, I overruled him. I couldn’t let the park think was hiding behind walls while they bled.
A metallic gleam catches my eye on the nearest tree trunk. I frown, striding closer
“What is that?” Rowan asks, stepping up beside me
Carved into the bark are deep symbols–ancient runes, their jagged lines pulsing with something I can’t quite name. My chest tightens. I’ve men these symbols before, buried deep within the scorched scroll from the vault.
The Crescent Stone,
“This can’t be a coincidence,” Rowan says, vite edged with unease
“No.” Lagree. “The Black Moon Park isn’t just hunting us. They’re hunting for something else. And these runes “I trail off, my fingers brushing over the gloves They’re warm, like the tree itself is alive and humming with energy. They know about the Crescent Stone. They’ve known for longer than
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A shary whistle splits the air. A warning.
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I shift instantly, my bones snapping and reforming in an explosion of penser. The boat within me vorges to the warfare, my senses sharpening to d deadly point. My claws tear into the nearest Mark Mom wolf, ripping him down before he can land a strike
It’s a trap. The camp we were tracking never exited. We were inred here–like sheep to slaughter
How did they krem we’d come?
Ffight hander, hay driving me forward as trip through the enemy line. Blood splatters the ground, bot and teaming bt their numbers are endless For every one we cut down, two more take their place. My warriors are holding, but the tide in turning against un
yuch the chaos, I tee Rowan surrounded, snapping and snarling as three wolves close in on him. I leap into action, launching myself at hin mackers. I tackle the largest one, sinking my teeth into has that and twisting until the tekening snap of bone rings in my ears
Kowan finishes the other two, panting heavily as he shifts back into his human form. “We can’t hold them, Loriant he shouts.
I kronw he’s right. This isn’t a battle we
“To the ridge” I hellow, my voice carrying over the roars and bowls. “Tall back
Rowan and I fight our way to the others, rallying them into a retreat. We push through the trees, the Black Moon woes bot on our heels. My lingi burn, my muscles scream, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop
By the time we reach the ridge, we’re down to half our numbers. I skid to a halt at the edge of the precipice, the forest falling away
below.
They’re closing in. I can see their dark forms weaving through the trees, hungry and relentless.
“We jump,” I say, shifting back into my human form.
Rowan stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. “What?”
“Trust me
Without another word, I leap from the ridge. The wind howls in my ears as 1 plummet, branches slashing at my arms before I hit the ground in a Pin jolts through me, but I force myself to my feet. One by one, my warriors follow, Rowan landing hard beside me.
The Black Moun wolves reach the edge of the ridge, but they hesitate, snarling and pacing. They won’t risk the jump.
“We need to move,” I say, my voice hoarse. “Now.”
By the time we return to the stronghold, the sum is beginning to rise, its light pale and sickly against the blood soaked night. My warriors are battered and broken, their faces etched with exhaustion and grief
Eleazar is waiting in the courtyard, his expression grim as he takes in our losses. “What happened?”
“It was a trap.” I say, pushing past him. “They knew we were coming.”
“Impossible.” Eleazar says, following me toward the war room. “Only a handful of us knew about the mission
I stop dead in my tracks, turning to face him. Rowan steps up beside me, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. “That’s the problem,n’t it? Rowan says coldly. “The Black Moon Pack is always one step ahead. Every move Lucian makes, they’re ready for it.”
Deacar’s gaze narrows. “What are you implying?”
Row’n doesn’t answer, but I don’t need him to. My mind is already racing, the pieces mapping into place with sickening clarity. The fire in the vault. Rowan’s imprisonment. The Black Moon ambush
Someone close to me is feeding them information S
Someone who knows our plans before we act on them. Someone who wants me to fail.
Eleazar holds my gaze, his expression unreadable. “You think there’s a traitor,” he says slowly
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kung dutteren in mind for you, Bowen Track down Olivia. Use whatever means you can but find her. No one is to know and you have information. I think I am about to get into the fight of my life and I need to make
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