Chapter122: The council of packs 2

A sigil, etched into the bark of the tree, gleamed with an eerie luminescence. It was a mark that chilled my blood-a symbol of the Black Faes, a clear threat or perhaps... a message? "Impossible," I whispered, disbelief warring with the evidence of our own eyes. "How did they breach our wards?" "More importantly, why leave such an overt sign?" His voice was steady, but the tension in his jaw betrayed his concern. We turned to each other, our minds racing with the implications. The council had just departed, their unity fragile at best, and now this brazen display of dark power was etched into the very heart of our sanctuary. "Could it be a warning? A diversion?" I speculated, reaching out with my senses, trying to feel for any trace of malevolent magic that might have slipped past our defenses. "Or a declaration of war," Jason countered, his protective instincts flaring. "They could be testing us, seeing how we respond." "Either way, we must act swiftly." I drew back from the window, f