(Ryan's POV)
I waited. At first pacing. Then sitting. Then pacing again. I had woken before dawn, nerves buzzing like live wires under my skin. Soul was moody in a way that made my stomach twist. She’s awake, he murmured. I feel it. “How?” I whispered. He gave the impression of a shrug. I just know. That didn’t help my panic. At all. By the time the sun finally broke over the pines, I grabbed my jacket and headed straight toward the Alpha House. Soul pushed at the back of my mind the entire walk, alert, ears pricked, unnervingly serious. She is not at the training field. “I know.” She did not pass through the courtyard. “I KNOW, Soul.” Her energy feels wrong. I stopped dead. “What do you mean wrong?” Soul growled softly. Not injured. Not ill. Just… off. Turbulent.
A chill ran up my spi
