The murmurs across the training field grew louder, disbelief rippling through the ranks like wildfire.
“That’s not an Omega wolf—”
“Have you seen anything like that before?”
“Silver coat… and that size…”
Lyra’s wolf ears twitched at the chaos around her, but her storm-blue gaze remained fixed on the two brothers at the center of it all. Xander and Kyson had gone completely still, staring at her with something she couldn’t place—part wonder, part wariness, part something deeper. Even they didn’t seem to understand what they were looking at.
And neither did she.
She had never shifted in front of anyone, always too afraid. She had assumed her wolf would be small, meek, submissive—like the label “Omega” everyone had shoved on her. But this? This creature brimming with quiet power and nob
