Lyra's POV
I clenched my fists beside my body in anger.
There was something about Ben that I still don't understand; he has no smell.
I can always smell Orion's presence, Keto, Kira, and other werewolves, but Ben was different; it was as if he knew how to mask his scent.
"I knew you weren't going to last long in the cell before finding your way out," he said, "You are resilient just like Orion."
"I'm nothing like him," I said with my teeth clenched.
Ben tilted his head with a nearly sympathetic expression, "Oh, but you have the same Alpha fire, you just don't see it yet."
"Get out of our way, Ben, or I will cut your throat," Kira's voice cut in.
Ben let out a small laugh as his gaze darted to her, "Kira, you are unable to stand up straight. You're still poisoned. And Ravenna might
