Chapter 44
The air had changed. By morning, every wolf in the territory of the Ashen Moon Pack felt it. Not fear. Not exactly. But unease. It lingered beneath the surface—like a storm that hadn’t yet broken, but was inevitable. Lyra stood at the edge of the forest, her arms wrapped around herself. The sun had risen, but it felt weaker somehow… as though something in the world had dimmed. Behind her, Kaelen approached, his presence steady, grounding. “You didn’t sleep,” he said. It wasn’t a question. Lyra shook her head. “I couldn’t.” She turned to face him. “That thing I felt last night… it’s still there.” Kaelen’s jaw tightened. “Where?” Lyra closed her eyes briefly. “Everywhere.” That answer didn’t comfort him. By midday, the unease had turned into something worse. The forest b
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