Chapter 19

The ancient trees stood as silent witnesses to the turmoil within Lucius. He prowled among them, his paws pounding the forest floor. Amelia's face haunted him, her absence a void that echoed in every step. As he moved deeper into the woods, the moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows. He stopped beneath a tall oak tree, a low growl escaping his throat. He couldn't escape the truth that fate had woven a dark tapestry, one that threatened to engulf everything. His wolf growled in anger as he thought back to the conversation he had with his half brother. Thane remained undeterred by Lucius's growl, the resolute look evident in his eyes. "Lucius, please hear me out," Thane began, his voice steady and measured. "I'm not suggesting actual death. What I mean is a symbolic death, a way to sever the connection between you and the prophecy. It's a dangerous path, I won't deny it, but it's a way to protect not only you but everyone who depends on you." Lucius remained s