The arena should have felt like the vast, immeasurable structure that it was. Instead, it felt as if Kade were to reach out to his sides, he’d feel the walls around him as they closed in.
Kade stood in the churned sand, the sun burning, armor stiff with drying blood, and the roar of the crowd rolling around him without meaning. All that sound, all the accompanying motion, and yet, his world had narrowed to a single line stretching from his gaze to the stands above.
Lyra was there.
He still couldn’t smell her among the thousands of wolves around them, but he could see her. It was more than he’d had in longer than he could remember, feeling like an entirely different lifetime ago. She was close enough that his pulse refused to settle, his heart pounding in his chest in a way he couldn’
