Third Person POV
A noise like the sound of a thousand horses marching to war jolted Liza and her mate, Lycan Ryder, from sleep. They both sat up at the same time, their hearts pounding.
"What was that?" Liza whispered, her voice trembling with fear.
Lycan Ryder frowned, his senses on high alert. "I don't know," he replied, his voice low and urgent. "Stay here."
He moved to get out of bed, but Liza grabbed his arm, her grip tight with fear. "No, don't go," she pleaded, her eyes wide with terror. "It could be dangerous."
Lycan Ryder gently pried her fingers from his arm, his expression firm but gentle. "I have to see what's going on," he said, his voice calm but resolute. "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."
Liza was mindless with fear. At the moment, she couldn't think of
