Chapter 238

Authors PoV The air within the pack appeared heavy. Uncertainty and fear enveloped them all. News of Odessa's inflated army had trickled through, and even though there was no sign of hostilities, everyone was cognisant and it was only a matter of time. Evelyn sat just outside the training grounds, watching as the warriors brushed up on their fighting skills, awaiting the inevitable. With her powers gone, she felt like just a lonely ghost among them, powerless in the face of the oncoming storm. Every skirmish strike, every war strategy discussion, stomped her with a reminder of what she had lost. Marcus stood next to her with arms crossed, his keen sight following the fighters. Since their return, he had met few moments away from her, though she knew he bore the weight of words he was dying to speak. "Go find the relic," he finally uttered, breaking the silence. Evelyn clenched her fists. "No." Marcus sighed. He knelt before her, so she had no choice but to look him in the eyes. "Evelyn