CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Chapter Twenty Nine: When Wolves Cry The moonlight filtered gently through the tall pines, casting silver shadows across the clearing. It was quiet here—eerily so—except for the whisper of leaves and the distant call of an owl. The world felt like it was holding its breath. Kael stood alone in the center of the glade, the air cool against his skin, his arms crossed as if he could keep the weight of the world from crushing his chest. He hadn’t seen Aurora since the descent—since the Beast had nearly swallowed him whole. She had left with the others to regroup after the c*****e, after the dust and blood and fire had settled. He didn’t blame her. But the silence since had been deafening. He wasn’t sure he’d ever see her again. Not like before. Not without the wariness in her eyes. Not wi
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