the territory of the Ashen Moon Pack, but the sunlight did nothing to ease the tension hanging over the pack lands.
Smoke from the previous battle still lingered faintly in the air. Broken trees, torn earth, and scattered patches of dried blood marked the forest floor where the clash with the Blood Moon Pack had taken place.
But the silence was worse than the battle.
Because everyone knew it wouldn’t last.
Lyra stood on the edge of the training grounds overlooking the clearing. Her arms were crossed tightly across her chest as she watched warriors moving below. Wolves ran drills, sharpened weapons, reinforced barriers.
Preparing.
For war.
Behind her, Kaelen approached quietly.
Even without turning, she knew it was him.
The bond between them had grown impossibly strong over the las
