The moment the car crossed back into pack land, Lyra felt it—A sharp ripple through the Alpha link.
Not panic.
But urgency.
Her body tensed instantly.
“Something’s coming,” she said.
Rowan straightened in his seat.
“I feel it too.”
Adrian slowed the car slightly, eyes narrowing as the trees thickened around them.
“Movement. Fast. Controlled.”
Not an attack.
Not chaos.
But something deliberate.
They hadn’t even fully stopped when a figure appeared.
Right in front of the car.
Adrian braked hard.
The tires bit into the dirt—
And everything stilled.
She stood there like she had always belonged.
Tall.
Unyielding.
Power radiating off her in controlled waves.
Selene Nightfang.
Rowan exhaled sharply.
“…Mother.”
Lyra stepped out of the car slowly.
Her wolf stirred instantly
