Nyra’s POV
The first sign was the silence. The palace had a particular kind of silence when something terrible happened. Not calm. Not peaceful. Tense.
The kind of silence that spread when wolves were afraid to speak. The kind servants carried from room to room. The kind that traveled faster than any messenger. I felt it the moment I woke up. Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because my wolf immediately became restless.
Uneasy.
As though it already knew something my mind hadn't yet discovered. Lena noticed it too. The female entered my chambers unusually early. Her face pale. Her movements hurried. Immediately, my stomach tightened.Dangerous.
Very dangerous.
Because Lena was not easily frightened.
"What happened?"
The question left my mouth before she could speak.
For a moment, she
