-LILIAN-
His voice echoed, bouncing off the dense trees, coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird desperate to escape. He was here. He had found me. So close. So painfully close to freedom.
I pressed myself harder against the roughbark of the oak tree, trying to disappear into the shadows. My breath hitched in my throat, every muscle in my body tensed, ready to bolt. But where? The woods were thick, dark, confusing. His voice, infused with Alpha power, felt like a physical weight, pressing down on me.
Then, a rustle nearby. Not Alexander. Another scent. Perfume, sharp and sickly sweet, mixed with a wolf’s musk. My blood ran cold. It was Lyra.
Before I could even react, a hand clamped onto my arm, fingers digging in.
"Found you,
