Chapter 149

*Rowan*

The forest was a maze of shadows and suffocating silence, broken only by the distant howls of wolves hunting us.

The air was thick with the tension of knowing Dane wouldn’t stop. Not now. Not ever.

My arms ached from holding Lyra, but I refused to let her go. Her weight was a reminder—of what we’d lost, what we’d endured, and what we still had to fight for. Her breaths were shallow agains