Lyra's POV
I wandered into the washing area even before it was bright enough to make out the colour of my own skin.
The indigo sky made me feel comfortable in my light night clothes. The chilly air made my hair stand on edge.
When I got to the lines, the cloak wasn't there. My eyes widened in horror, and I suppressed my own scream.
How could this be?
I searched the area frantically before hurrying back to my room. My heart pounded with the fury of a thousand starved wolves. I reached out and shook Saana.
“Saana, the cloak is gone!" I said in a harsh whisper as she rubbed her eyes.
“Huh?" She slurred, still struggling to get her eyes to stay open.
I raised my volume a bit. "The Alpha's cloak…. It's gone!"
Saana became wide awake. She started. “Gone? How?"
“Shh…" I motioned for
