CHAPTER 43

The journey back to Blackstone territory felt longer than it should have. Each step I took away from where we faced Ryder felt heavy, like it was always reminding me of how close we came to disaster. The forest seemed quieter, almost like it was healing from the magical fight that had happened there.

I walked beside Xander, drawing comfort from his steady presence. Aiden and Asher flanked us, with the rest of the pack spread out in a protective formation around the rescued prisoners. My gaze kept drifting back to the horizon, searching for any sign of the ominous energy I'd sensed after Ryder's escape.

“Aurora?” Xander's voice pulled me from my thoughts. “We should make camp soon. Everyone's exhausted.”

I nodded, realizing for the first time how the lengthening shadows had turned the forest dim. “You're right. Let's find a clearing.”

We found a good place just as the sun was setting. While everyone was busy setting up the camp, I offered to take the first turn keeping watch. I couldn'