Chapter 414: When Omens Start Running
Back at the pack compound;
Eldric stood in front of the hearth, unmoving.
The flames crackled softly, licking at the wood, throwing wavering shadows across the walls of the house. The warmth barely touched him. He could feel it on his skin, but it did nothing to chase away the chill that had settled deep in his bones — a cold that did not belong to winter or weather, but to inevitability.
His fingers flexed slowly at his sides.
Something was wrong.
The sensation pressed against the back of his mind like an itch he couldn't scratch, like a distant pressure building behind glass. It wasn't pain. Not yet. It was the same quiet warning he had learned to recognize long ago — the whisper of the future shifting its weight.
Before he consciously decided to move, his body already had.
