The gray light of dawn was filtering through the pack house as I entered Morwens cottage .
The scent of herbs and incense clung heavy in the air ,bined with the acid bite of burned candles .
I sighed as I recalled my encounter with Dane earlier this morning , even though he had asked me to leave .
I could see in his eyes that he wanted me to stay with him , but even as I saw the longing in his eyes , I also saw the fear in them .
I had left .
But , I promise to go back soon , I must save him .
I pushed those thoughts off my mind and I raised my gaze to see Morwen standing at her workbench , her back to me , grinding something in a stone mortar .
She didnt turn , but said , I was wondering when youde to me .
How the fuck did you ….
? I started , but she cut me off with a wave of her hand , her curls bouncing as she turned .
Youve been radiating energy like a bonfire in the woods .
Even the cats are on edge , she said , gesturing to a sleek ck feline that red at me from its perch by the window .
I took a steadying breath .
I had another dream .
About the silver figure .
At this , Morwens hazel eyes narrowed , and she set down the 2/7 Chapter 172 mortar .
Tell me everything .
I told her everything : how it pulsed with light , how I felt myself being drawn to it , and finally , the unmistakable vision of Dane .
Morwen listened , her face impossible to read , her hands sped tightly in front of her .
When I finished , she turned away , pacing the tiny space .
This is no ordinary dream , she muttered .
That much I gathered , I replied dryly .
She shot me a look .
Im serious , Aurora .
This dream .
Its a message .
Or rather , a warning .
My stomach churned .
A warning about what ? Morwen stopped pacing and turned to me , her face unusually grave .
Transformation .
The word hung in the air .
What kind of transformation ? I asked , my voice barely above a whisper .
She reached up onto a shelf and pulled down an old looking thick leather bound book .
She opened the book , saying as she flipped through its pages , The moon goddess works in mysteries and cycles , Aurora .
Your connection to her is deepening , more than it should for a wolf without a true wolf spirit .
Its as if shes preparing you for something monumental .
Chapter 172 377 Like what ? I pressed , frustration seeping into my tone .
Morwens fingers paused on one page filled with intricate diagrams .
The kind of transformation that alters everything .
Your dreams of the silver figure , are a crossing point .
To defeat the Nameless , you may need to be something … more .
I swallowed hard .
What does that mean ? What would I be ? Her eyes met mine , filled with a mixture of pity and warning .
I dont know .
But the transformation of this magnitude alwayses at a cost .
A cold weight settled in my chest .
What kind of cost ? That depends on the goddesss will .
It could be your power , your identity … She hesitated before adding softly , Or your life .
I copsed onto the nearest chair , my legs giving way beneath me .
The pearl pendant at my throat hummed softly , its note almost musical , seeming to vibrate with the import of her words .
I wont be able to walk away from this , I said finally after an eternity of silence .
If this change is the only way to save Dane , to defeat the 4/7 Chapter 172 Nameless , then I have to wee it .
Whatever the cost .
Morwen regarded me for a moment , her eyes probing .
You are stronger than most , Aurora .
But sometimes even that is not enough .
What else is there ? I pressed her .
She sighed and moved closer , cing a hand on my shoulder .
Faith .
And trust in yourself .
Iughed bitterly .
Trust in myself ? Thats easy to say when I dont even know who or what Im bing .
The goddess sees you , Morwen said firmly .
Even see yourself yet .
You cant It seemed her words were meant tofort me , but I only felt worse , I nodded , trying to steady the storm of emotions swirling inside me .
What should I do next ? Prepare , she said simply .
The dreams will guide you , but you must be ready to act when the timees .
And Aurora … Yes ? Be careful .
The Nameless is bound to sense the change in you .
Hell try to stop it .
I closed my fingers over the pearl pendant .
Let him try .
5/7 Chapter 172 Later that night , I sat in my chambers , alone , the journal my mother had left me open on the desk before me .
Words upon words no longer read like some sort of ciphernguage ; they were alive , ran into my mind like a wave of the ocean as if theyd always been there .
One passage jumped out : The silver light is both the key and the guardian .
It binds the chosen to the will of the goddess , but only those who embrace their true selves can wield it .
I ran my fingers over the words , feeling a shiver run down my spine .
The silver figure in my dreams wasnt just a guide ; it was a part of me , something I had yet to fully understand .
A knock at the door broke my concentration .
Come in I called , closing the journal quickly .
Evelyn stepped inside , her expression cautious .
You wanted to see me ? I gestured for her to sit .
I need your help again .
Somethings happening to me , Evelyn .
Something I dont fully understand .
She sat across from me , her posture tense .
Is this about the dreams ? 6/7 Chapter 172 Yes , I admitted .
And more .
Morwen thinks Im on the verge of some kind of transformation , one that could be the key to defeating the Nameless .
But … But it could destroy you , she finished , her voice quiet .
I nodded .
Exactly .
Evelyn leaned back , studying me .
And youre willing to take that risk ? For Dane.
For the pack .
For our world , I said firmly .
She sighed , running a hand through her hair .
Youre insane , you know that ? Probably , I said with a faint smile .
She leaned forward after a moment , her face serious .
Whatever happens , youre not facing it alone .
You have me .
You have the pack .
The weight of whaty ahead still pressed heavily on my shoulders , but her words warmed something inside me .
Thank you , I said softly .
Evelyn rose , cing her hand briefly on my shoulder .
Get some rest , Aurora .
Youll need it .
I nodded .
But how can I sleep knowing so much ? Chapter 172 7/7 When she had gone , I turned back to the journal , the impression of the silver figure remaining in my mind like a whispered promise .
The change wasing .