Kara’s POV
Back at her old kingdom, Lira’s mother heard the signal. “It’s her. It’s Lira.” Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned to her husband, the king.
“Lira is alive!” she cried. “She’s signaling us!”
The King, Alpha, who had long given up hope of finding his daughter, stood up, determined. “Prepare the troops. We’re going after her.”
“What was that?” I whispered, my body tense.
The sound echoed again.
"It’s the signal. They're here,” the young man said.
A deep growl cut through the dense trees, a voice laced with frustration. “Where are they?! You’re with Lira, aren’t you?”
The werewolf pack leader’s eyes narrowed, his nose sniffing the air, instinctively sizing up the group in front of him.
I froze. "Lira?" I asked, confused.
The werewolf’s intense gaze didn’t waver as h
