“That’s new.” I muttered.
Emily turned her head slightly, her expression distant. “It’s trying to communicate.”
“How?” I asked.
She shrugged faintly. “Not with me.”
The air shifted, thickening with the faint pulse of energy that always came right before something important happened. My wolf stirred under my skin, not aggressive… just awake. A low hum vibrated in my bones, like the air itself was responding to something ancient and alive. The scent of rain, metal, and fur filled the space around us. Every instinct I had screamed that whatever this was, it wasn’t random. It was intentional.
Asher sensed it too. “Trinny?”
“I feel it.” I said quietly. “It’s reaching out. Not moving, but… something’s happening.”
The wolf’s ears twitched. Its eyes, glowing faintly in the moonlight, locked
