Chapter 27 — The Moonlit Walk
Lyra's point of view
The alarm faded into the night, but the pack still felt the tension like fog.
The rogues at the border were pushed back before anyone got hurt. Scouts were fast, warriors were faster, and both packs moved as one without needing to talk. It should have seemed like a win.
It didn't.
The pack had settled into an uneasy silence by the time the moon rose high and round above the trees. The fires were low. Guards kept an eye on things twice as much. People whispered behind my back, but no one was brave enough to speak up.
I got away when I could.
The path I took curved away from the main grounds and wound its way between tall trees whose leaves shone silver in the light of the full moon. I walked slowly and carefully, as if the night itse
