LYRA
When I woke up the next morning, the space beside me was empty and cold. Kael was gone, probably back to his own pack’s quarters before the sun could fully expose us, but the sheets still smelled like him. It was that scent of pine and rain that always made my heart skip, and I couldn't help it; I pulled the duvet up and hugged it tight against my chest. I had a very bright smile on my face, and for a second, I just lay there feeling the warmth of the memory.
But then reality kicked in. I wasn't in Ironclaw territory; I was in the heart of the Blackfang Pack, surrounded by people who wanted me dead or gone. I forced myself out of bed and headed straight for the bath. I needed to wash the scent of another Alpha off my skin before Lucian saw me. He had a nose like a bloodhound when it
