All Chapters of Marked and forsaken : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

♨️Moonlight spills thinly across the ridge, brushing the dust in pale silver. “Let’s look for any cracks,” I whisper. “One way or another, we enter through that gate.” They nod—silent, shadows breathing. Rauth’s tone cuts through the hush. “There are only three males here.” He gestures quickly. “Caelorn, you go with Thyra and Kaela. Lucan, you’re with Nyvrae and Moren. I’ll take my queen, Caelora, and Elka.” A low hum of assent ripples between us. Nyvrae moves first, her voice a whisper edged in steel. “Stay behind me,” she tells Lucan. A bitter smile tugs at my lips. Nyvrae—always leading the charge, never letting any man rise taller than her shadow. They slip away, fading into the blue hush of moonlight. Caelorn goes next with Thyra and Kaela. I watch them move—and instantly know that look. Mischief. Reckless, stupid ideas burning in their stride. “Why are they walking straight toward the gate?” Rauth hisses. My heart drops. “I… don’t really know,” I whisper. “The

🏜️💢Caelorn take Lucan with you —there’s something off about the prisoners we saw earlier, Rauth says, and they slip out without a word.He turns to Anthorius. “So while you’re here, they won’t go looking for you at your workroom?” “I can’t tell myself,” Anthorius stammers, jerking as he speaks. “They come to check on my progress… in their own time.” Rauth studies him for a breath, then says, “Let’s go back to your workroom. Just me and you. You’ll keep working like normal—no flinching, no glancing around. You understand?” Anthorius nods, pale as frost. Let’s go,” Rauth says. Before he leaves, he turns to us. “Stay out of sight—every way possible. I’ll find you once I’m done with him.” We nod in what feels too much like farewell. A weight presses my chest—I shouldn’t let him go alone like that. Now it’s just me, Nyvrae, Thyra, Moren, Caelora, and Kaela. We sink low into a shadowed corner, the moonlight barely threading through the cracks in the wall. Every sound feels

🔥 The gate stands just beyond reach.”. We slip between their kin, shadows among shadows, avoiding any tussle, any careless noise. Each bridge of guards passes under our careful tread, silent as stalking wolves.I hope—pray—Rauth and the others are waiting at the gate. My heart pounds, a quiet drum in the tensioned silence.I let Caelora and Kaela move ahead, fierce and feral, while I take sole responsibility for the human. Anthorius’s scent swirls around me, pulling the attention of every guard, every sharp-nosed wolf in the vicinity. My chest tightens; the formation of sentinels twists and unravels, each one chasing the trace of his life.Frustration curls through me like smoke. Protecting him puts me in their path. It puts us in danger. But I promised Rauth . I swore I’d keep him safe.No longer can we slip like whispers. Now it is claws and fists, teeth and steel. Every step, every heartbeat, I am ready to fight, ready to strike down any who dare come near Anthorius. Protection h

“😒Don’t worry,” Caelora spits to the elder, her voice sharp as a fang. “I’ll find her for you—and you can have your revenge. But for now, let’s find our way back.” “What is your name?” Caelora presses. “I… I can’t remember,” the elder admits, her voice shaky but valid. A wicked, incredulous grin creeps across my face; the absurdity is almost charming. No way! First, I almost lose my life in a tunnel—still her crazy idea—and now she forgets her own name? But she remembers the one she owes revenge to—Vaelith.” But why is Caelora taking her seriously? Incredulity twists through my mind, heart hammering like a wild drum.” “Serenya,” Caelora spits, voice clipped. “Where do you think we are right now?” In an instant, the elder bolts upright, muscles trembling as if she could strangle me where I stand. “Serenya! Serenya!” she hisses, fury laced with half-witted venom. “No, no!” Caelora rushes forward. “She can’t be who you think. She’s not part of your enemies. She wasn’t ev

“☘️I know where we are.” “What do you mean you know where we are?” Caelora groans, clutching her leg. “I mean—if I’m right—Sun Haven is a day away.” “Really?” “Yes.” I nod, breath heavy. Before she can speak again, I bolt off. “Where are you going?” she shouts after me. I reach the tree line, and shock grips my heart. Evelin’s hut—gone. The ground torn apart, wood splintered, earth still warm from chaos. Did they find her hiding place after all? “Evelin!” I call out, stumbling forward. “Evelin!” No answer. Only silence, thick and wrong. “Who’s Evelin?” Caelora limps toward me, pain in her tone. “Myself and Nyvrae met a female hunter here once—on our way back from the west. This was her home. She helped us that night.” “I think she was attacked too,” Caelora says quietly. “I think so too.” I swallow hard. “Let’s go.” “With your bad leg?” I mutter. “Come—we should go back to the elder. I know a short path from here. We’ll reach Sun Haven soon.” We mus