The oak tree had watched generations of Ironfang wolves grow and fall and rise again.Its roots pressed deep into earth that remembered blood, war, laughter, and survival.Now it held only two people. Skyler stood with her fingers resting lightly against the rough bark, eyes half-closed as if listening to something no one else could hear.The wind moved through the clearing with slow, respectful patience. “This place remembers us,” she said softly. Kane’s voice stirred inside Kaden’s mind with quiet amusement. She speaks like the forest is alive. Kaden answered silently. It is, when she is here. Sai’s presence brushed Skyler’s thoughts like a warm, teasing sigh. He is watching you again. Skyler almost smiled. I know. Kane hummed inside Kaden’s consciousness. You are staring too much,

