All Chapters of Marked By The Four: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Evelynn POVThe moment we stepped back outside, the world hit us again. Noise. Blood. Movement. War hadn’t paused for us.If anything - it had gotten worse.The courtyard was barely recognizable now. Bodies littered the ground, some still shifting, some very much not. The air was thick with the scent of iron and burned magic, the kind that clung to the back of your throat and refused to leave. Making you feel sick.But the tide - the tide was turning. Rafe and Jaxon had done their job.Wolves still fought, but the chaos had shape now. Formation. Control clawing its way back from the brink.Good. Very good. We hadn’t lost Ironfang.Not yet.Maddox stepped forward, already scanning the field, already calculating. Then his focus shifted - not outward. Inward.The bond flickered. A thread reaching.“Mireya,” he said under his breath, voice dropping into that deeper register - the one that carried through more than just air.A mind-link.I felt it brush the edges of my awareness. Not mine

Evelynn POVThe forest changed long before we crossed into Thornborne lands. At first, it was subtle.The air got heavier. Thicker. Like breathing through something unseen. The wind carried a different scent too - less pine, more rot. Damp earth turned sour, like something beneath it had been disturbed and left too long to fester.Then the silence came. No birds. No small animals. No life.Only the sound of engines cutting through something that didn’t want us there.My wolf didn’t like it.“She touched this place.” she growled low, pacing just beneath my skin. I felt it too. Not just corruption. Claim.I slowed slightly, raising a hand. The others followed instantly.Engines dropped to a low growl as we coasted to a stop beneath the shadow of dead branches.“What is it?” Maddox asked.I tilted my head, listening - not with my ears. With instinct. “They’re ahead.” I said quietly.Jaxon leaned forward. “How many?”“Enough.”Calder’s voice cut in. “Ambush?”I nodded once. “They’re waiti

Maddox POV"Hold them. " Eve said. The dagger flared and everything changed. Not exploded, like I somehow expected, just… shifted. Like something ancient had turned its head and finally looked back.The crack in the ground pulsed in response, darkness thickening, stretching upward like it was testing the shape of this world again.Calder swayed. We all saw it.“Don’t you dare fall.” I muttered under my breath, already shifting my stance to compensate, already recalculating distance, angles, threats.Because if he would dropp we would lost our center. And right now, center was everything.“I said hold them.” Eve repeated, sharper this time. Not a request. A command.Not Alpha command. This was something else. Something that made my wolf go still for half a second - listening. Then baring teeth in agreement.“Fine.” I growled. “Then don’t take too long.” I added, because I didn’t know how long we had.They came harder this time. Not so scattered. Not mindless. Directed.The things craw

Calder POVYou really thought I would let you leave so easily?The voice wasn’t just sound. It slid under the skin. Into the bond. And that - that was new.Maddox swore under his breath. “She’s in our heads now.”“No,” I said quietly, already tracking the way Evelynn’s breathing had changed. “Not all of us. Just her."The shadows at the end of the corridor gathered - not forming a body this time. Not reaching. Just… existing.Watching. Waiting.Smarter move than last time.“Don’t engage.” I said low, not taking my eyes off the dark. “That’s what she wants.”But Evelynn didn’t step back. Her grip on the dagger tightened, knuckles paling.“She’s not trying to attack.” she said, voice steady - but too quiet. Too controlled. “She’s trying to talk.”Jaxon made a sharp sound. “Yeah, that’s not better.”Oh, little wolf, the voice purred, softer now. Closer. Intimate in a way that made my skin crawl. You learned so quickly.Evelynn inhaled slowly. “Say what you came to say.” she answered.No

Evelynn POVThe road was too long even for wolves to run, so we went back for our bikes and drove for as long as we could. I rode between Maddox and Calder, my bike’s engine low beneath me, the headlamp cutting narrow tunnels through the dense black woods. At first it was only subtle things - the way the wind stopped carrying birdsong, the way the trees began growing too close together, their trunks warped inward like bent spines leaning toward a secret. Even the scent shifted. Pine and damp earth gave way to something older, heavier: wet bark, cold stone, and the faint metallic trace of ancient magic buried deep beneath the roots.By the time we crossed onto the oldest stretch of Thornborne land, silence had become its own presence.Not peaceful silence. Watching silence. The kind that pressed against your ears until every snapped twig sounded like a warning.Jaxon led ahead, weaving through the winding deer paths like he had been born to shadows. His taillight flashed red between t