Night settled over the forest like a warning.
Aria and the triplets had returned to the ruins after sharing their stories. The silver fire glowed softly around them, warm and steady. For the first time in days, Aria felt safe.
But the wolves felt it first.
A ripple of unease.
Atremor in the bond.
A cold wind that didn't belong in the forest.
Ragnar's growl rumbled through Damon's chest. Veyra's ears flattend in Kieran's mind. Kaelithar whimpered, pressing against Lucien's ribs
Aria stiffened "What is it?"
Damon's eyes flashed crimson "Something is wrong." He said.
Kieran's voice dropped "He knows."
Lucien swallowed hard. "The Alpha . He knows the bond is sealed."
The air split with a crack of shadow.
Avoice boomed through the ruins-not spoken aloud, but through the bond-space,
