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he asked again, making me roll my eyes and shake my head while I stared out the window, avoiding his gaze. Finally, we arrived. I carried Elara, while Gina and Bodhi held hands, happily walking into the woods. Elara seemed a little scared for some reason. We led the kids straight to the tree with the purple autumn leaves. And when I say I gasped, I truly gasped. Even Alpha Ron and Baxter turned to look at me. It was still the same beautiful tree, holding so many memories,but this time, something was different. The tree was starting to wilt and die from the top, not the bottom. Somehow, that made it even eerier.

I murmured. POV: Darius Kai always forgot one thing: He ruled the forest. But I ruled the dark between the trees. I leaned against an old oak some distance from the ridge, hands in my pockets, head tilted back to watch the moon carve silver through the branches. The pack’s tension rolled through the roots like heat. Kai’s anger. Rowan’s panic. The girl’s awakening. And underneath all of it— the old one. Stirring. Testing. Amused.

The seasons no longer felt separate. They flowed into one another now, like chapters of a book that no longer needed dramatic endings. Spring became summer. Summer became autumn. Autumn became winter. And through all of it, life continued doing what it had always done. Growing. I sat beneath the old oak tree near the edge of the property, a place that had become my favorite over the years. Not because it was beautiful. Though it was. But because it was steady. The tree had weathered storms, droughts, harsh winters, and brilliant summers.

Luna and Olive were about the same age, and their relationship was pretty good. Olive smiled and said, "What are you talking about?" Luna, "About Alice and her boyfriend on New year's Eve." "It’s nothing." Alice waved her hand and said casually, "I was lucky, too. I happened to have a rest and spent the night at Bamboo Bay with my boyfriend. We had a candlelight dinner and he transferred me some money, but we didn't do anything. It was quite boring." "I envy you, Alice." Luna pulled the corner of her lower lip and forcibly changed the topic. "Right, Olive, aren't you going to move? Have you found the new house? "

"He's right! That land is in our town. We deserve a share!" "Eric, don't be so selfish! Hand over the orchard and let everyone split it!" "Otherwise, get out of this town and never come back!" The shouting grew louder and louder. The crowd started closing in on me, their eyes greedy and fierce, like predators circling prey. Some of them were already pushing me. Julian stepped forward and stood in front of me. "What do you think you're doing? That orchard legally belongs to Eric. It's protected by law!"

MAXINE We made our way to the old oak tree near the lake. The moon was hanging low in the sky. It cast a pale glow on the water. I could see the massive oak tree in the distance, its branches twisting like fingers. This was where it was all going to end. We reached the base of the tree. The ground beneath our feet is uneven and covered in fallen leaves. Mr. Grayson pulled out the scroll from the small box containing the last piece. He brought the other pieces from his bag one after the other.

The closer she got, the faster her heart pounded… But then she stopped, peering up at the tree she’d always put her hope in. It was still a mess…The branches that had fallen from its stem had now turned to dust…but now new branches were being formed…small branches, the tiniest in size with abnormally green leaves that were just as tiny. Quinn’s hand ran slowly against the bark, and then she patted the tree…a way of congratulating it for surviving the tough weather and making it to the smooth one. She hoped it wouldn’t fall again, no matter how old it got.

"It's like being a healer. No two wounds are the same. You have to listen to each one." Their path now led them closer to the dreaded road. Kael insisted. To understand the new threat, they had to observe it. They moved through the woods parallel to the grim thoroughfare, keeping to the shadows, their senses alert. After three days, the character of the land began to shift again. The ancient, grieving oaks gave way to younger, thinner trees, all of one type, planted in unnaturally straight rows. The undergrowth was gone, cleared away. The forest floor was bare dirt. It was a plantation, not a woods. The air, which had been heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay in Oakhaven, now carried

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Epilogue: Three months later Spring in Maple Hill The courtyard was finally green again. The trees, once bare and brittle, had bloomed into soft promises. Pink buds peeked through budding branches, and blades of grass tickled the hems of students’ jeans as they sprawled across the lawn. The breeze smelled like fresh beginnings and something close to forgiveness. Layla sat under her favorite tree near the center of the quad, journal open on her lap, sunlight pooling on the pages like melted gold. Her fingers hovered over the pen for a moment before they moved.