The Place He Calls Home
Lyra's POV
That ancient voice still rang in my ears.
The last Luna has finally returned.
My wolf whimpered inside me in recognition and that scared me more.
"Lyra."
Kael's hand gripped my arm tighter.
"Step back."
But I could not move, I just stared into the opening, there was something in there, something calling me, not with words but with blood, with memory and with something old and dangerous.
I then took one step forward and then another.
"Lyra, no!" Darius snapped and his hand caught my wrist and that broke whatever strange hold was pulling me.
I then blinked hard and the world rushed back into place.
The glowing walls, the shaking ground, the men around me and the open temple.
And then, before I could speak, a whistle
