The howl reverberated through the night, a chilling reminder of Klaus’s encroaching presence. Aria’s heart thudded in her chest as she met Liam’s gaze. His jaw was set, his shoulders tense, and though his expression was calm, she could feel the storm raging beneath his surface.
Ethan turned sharply on his heel, heading toward the main hall without waiting for them. “We need to prepare. The pack isn’t ready for this, but we’ll make do.”
Liam lingered, his eyes scanning Aria’s face. “Are you okay?”
Aria swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising fear. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “Everything feels like it’s falling apart.”
He reached out, his hand brushing against hers in a fleeting moment of comfort. “It’s going to get worse before it gets better. But you’re stronger than you think
