Chapter Fifty-One
Silence filled the laboratory.
Thirty-seven black-eyed wolves knelt across the cold metal floor.
Their massive bodies were lowered in submission.
Their heads bowed.
Not to Cain.
Not to Elias.
To Lyra.
She stood frozen in the center of the room, her chest rising and falling rapidly as the bond around her pulsed like a living heartbeat.
Cain stared in disbelief.
“What the hell is happening?”
No one answered.
Even Elias looked unsettled for the first time since this entire war began.
The Shadow was no longer just surrounding him.
It was moving through the bond.
Through Lyra.
The armored man beneath Cain suddenly laughed again, the sound sharp and manic.
“You feel it now, don’t you?” he said.
Lyra looked down at him slowly.
“Feel what?”
“The truth.”
Cain
