The convoy disappeared into the icy curtain of rain.
With all my permissions frozen, I had no choice but to clench my teeth and drag my torn red dress all the way back to the Pack House through the downpour.
My mother had been right on the phone. As long as I didn't lose my mind the way Lyra had, as long as I didn't burn through what little patience Kael had left, I still had cards to play.
I still had Darian and Elowen. Two absolute trump cards.
For seven years, I had been the one staying up with them through their awakening, the one who had taught them to hunt with my own hands. Kael could let himself get blinded by a heat cycle for a while. But he would never dare ignore how those pure-blooded twins felt about something.
The moment Darian, the future Alpha heir, showed even the sma
